Wild 'n Out

Nigga, i ain't nick but i'm wildin' out

I'm loco, and I ain't tryna hear what it's 'bout

Some suckas can't tell me from Nick Cannon

I got more fire comin’ but they still ask if i keep plannin'

I'm straight outta Compton, Nothin' to do with Manhattan

Products I can't grab, products i can nab

they can't see me leavin' i'm like a poltergeist

I’m gunnin' for it, 'cause this is my own solo heist

y'all see me like " wow " i blow ya minds like " blow "

MF, i'm wildin' out

 

I’m wildin’ out, not Nick, gotta say it, Nick, choke on it

so think about it, smoke on it, don't joke on it

You got a bone to pick with this? poke on it

Fuck Nick, fuck Mariah, fuck Nick's stupid gig

Nick's stick's likely a twig to Mariah AKA MC

and Mariah can't handle that weave, she’s in a wig

 

i'm too nut today, yay, yay

i chop my sensei in frays

yay, yay yo, yo,

Hi-yah all the way, hi-yah over the dojo

i'm layin' smacks in display

It's in my genes, I freak out, always wildin' out

out, now i doubt y'all say " wow "

i dissed cannon ass, i mean nick, not me

Just don’t give a fuck, i'm just puffin' my green trees