Wildcard

Whoa!
Gohdamn this nigga got hit with a pluck 4?
Pluck 2?

I can't show no love, can't show no love no way
Why would I show you that if you just want a purse?
I don't care about you, you won't tie me down no way
You just like the others girl you not the first
Somehow you keep on coming back keep running back to me
She was born in April, her birthday the first
I gotta lotta problems they can't bring me down no way
With this wildcard, gotta make it work

With the wildcard this shit can get violent
Mad max all my dogs sit beside me
Boy if i pluck two, each pluck come with a 30, that mean 60 behind it
Onomatopoeia when it be firing
Firing squad, more than one bullet firing
Hoes mad, ion want them they tiring

These niggas cappin, they false flaggin, got caught lacking
Wildcard trapped him
At the table playing with ya life
Better play ya cards for sum bad happen
Imma good dude but got bad habits
Tryna play me wrong that's ass backwards
And the Nina still fuck yo ass, then I fuck ya bitch and drive off afterwards

I can't show no love, can't show no love no way
Why would I show you that if you just want a purse?
I don't care about you, you won't tie me down no way
You just like the others girl you not the first
Somehow you keep on coming back keep running back to me
She was born in April, her birthday the first
I gotta lotta problems but they won't bring me down no way
With this wildcard gotta make it work



Credits
Writer(s): Derrique Goodman
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