WILDIN Popcaan (Ft. Vory)

[Intro: Vory]
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy

[Verse 1: Vory]
She just got took on a Island, she wildin'
Stupid me, I told my nigga she was solid
Good girl, but she be acting like a hot head for real (Yeah)
Got a nigga thinking twice, I should've left her at the crib
(Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy)
Be like, "Doctor, doctor, need a fixer, fixer"
Feelings I can't mix up
Bartender, mixer
We move way too vicious
They move too suspicious
I was really in the mix with it, yeah, yeah
Limit flyin' with that torch, I'm talkin' yeah, yeah
When they ask if I'm 'bout that life I tell them yeah, yeah
Hit up Trey, it ain't no capping, he can tell ya
Ayy, ayy, I should've listened to my conscience
Red flags, I should've listened to those sirens
Hatred tryna move just like the virus
Blood up on my shoes like I'm Osiris
She just tryna go one more time
Told her, "Baby, I'm just perfect timing, for real"
Told her, "Baby, I'm just perfect timing, for real", yeah