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wipe out - red mcfly lyrics

you n*ggas stick to that instagram sh*t
that’s what y’all do best
that’s what make you look good

that real life sh*t ain’t for you
stick to that sh*t
stick to the instagram, n*gga

white gold on my wrist and it’s iced out
n*gga try to try me, i’ma put his f*cking lights out
have a squad pull up with them pipes out
tried to ride the wave, now these n*ggas getting wiped out

dropped a penny on that new whip
new chick in the front seat she said
it look like a sp*ceship
think i love the way she take d*ck
then it’s back to the block
i feed more n*ggas than a slave ship
got a bag and i bought my b*tches bags with it
ksubi jeans on the booty look like she gon’ split it
ass so fat look like shе can’t even fit it
why thesе n*ggas try me when they know that i be with it
balenciaga track shoes cause i run sh*t
see them with me masked up they on that dumb sh*t
and if they ain’t then one call they gon’ come quick
you know that chopper go brrr like a drumstick
put that bread on your head like a hat n*gga
free that n*gga thugga ysl slat n*gga
on them podcasts talking that cap n*gga
real n*gga here never been no rap n*gga
white gold on my wrist and it’s iced out
n*gga try to try me get his motherf*cking lights out
have the squad pull up with them pipes out
tried to ride the wave now these n*ggas getting wiped out
wiped out wiped out wiped out n*gga
wiped out wiped out wiped out n*gga
wiped out wiped out wiped out n*gga
tried to ride the wave now these n*ggas getting wiped out

they like i hate that n*gga red wish i could be him
they baby moms be like red nah he him
told every b*tch i dated i don’t need them
always free max b til they free him
at the table you gon’ starve or you gon’ eat
if she sittin’ in my passenger i’m gon’ beat
n*ggas speaking on me while they on e
i have my n*ggas get to trippin’ like they on e
got a hood chick i spend a little change on
she said she like it when i f*ck her with my chains on
got another b*tch i pull up in the range on
she hollywood so she won’t f*ck me if the fame gone
try to count me out but i’m back n*gga
like in the kitchen while i do to the crack n*gga
ain’t where you from it’s where you at n*gga
any city that i go i’m still that n*gga
white gold on my wrist and it’s iced out
n*gga try to try me get his motherf*ckin’ lights out
had a squad pull up with them pipes out
tried to ride the wave now these n*ggas getting wiped out
wiped out wiped out wiped out n*gga
wiped out wiped out wiped out n*gga
wiped out wiped out wiped out wiped out
tried to ride the wave now these n*ggas getting wiped out

- red mcfly lyrics

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