WILD - Acot

It’s the rap-it's the rap game Lou Reed

Tummy full of drugs and a pocket full of weed

I’m on the wild side, man, it’s a mild high, man

But once it kicks in, I’m 'bouta be fucked up

Lucked up, 'cause I ain’t die yet, but you know I tried it

Smoke a couple blunts and I ain’t even fuckin' high yet

Got a couple pounds and I ain’t even fuckin' buy it

Buddy, I supply it, I just keep it quiet

Uh, mofuckas know I’m hot

I ain’t on a fuckin' track?

Then that shit don’t bop

Up in Portland with my bitch and she do give top

Got me tweakin' like a hoe, when I nut, don’t stop, yuh

ACOT, where you been at, man?

Yo, ayy, ACOT, where you been at, man?

I’m like yo, only in this rap shit for like a year

I be gettin' money and I also make it disappear

Just to make it clear, if I want it, I could have it

Could’ve had the fame already

Think it’s almost time to grab it, and uh

Labels on my nutsack, man

Throwin' money in my face, I don’t trust that, man

Need to cut back, man, I ain’t signin' shit

Lookin' at me like I’m money, you can suck my *beep*

And uh, no happy ending in this life, take that smirk off

I’ll find it while I’m still alive, gettin' jerked off

Somewhere in Hollywood, sippin' on some Smirnoff

Drunk at a drag queen race with my shirt off

First off, I’m the hottest bitch on the mic (Hottest bitch on the mic)

These rappers wack, don’t believe in the hype (Don't believe in the hype)

ACOT, see I do what I like (Do what I like)

ACOT, see I do what I like, bitch (Bitch)