Wipe Out
You niggas stick to that Instagram shit
That's what y'all do best
That's what make you look good
That real life shit ain't for you
Stick to that shit
Stick to the Instagram, nigga
White gold on my wrist and it's iced out
Nigga try to try me, I'ma put his fucking lights out
Have a squad pull up with them pipes out
Tried to ride the wave, now these niggas getting wiped out
Dropped a penny on that new whip
New chick in the front seat she said
It look like a spaceship
Think I love the way she take dick
Then it's back to the block
I feed more niggas than a slave ship
Got a bag and I bought my bitches bags with it
Ksubi jeans on the booty look like she gon' split it
Ass so fat look like she can't even fit it
Why these niggas try me when they know that I be with it
Balenciaga track shoes cause I run shit
See them with me masked up they on that dumb shit
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 nigga
Free that nigga thugga YSL slat nigga
On them podcasts talking that cap nigga
Real nigga here never been no rap nigga
White gold on my wrist and it's iced out
Nigga try to try me get his motherfucking lights out
Have the squad pull up with them pipes out
Tried to ride the wave now these niggas getting wiped out
Wiped out wiped out wiped out nigga
Wiped out wiped out wiped out nigga
Wiped out wiped out wiped out nigga
Tried to ride the wave now these niggas getting wiped out
They like I hate that nigga Red wish I could be him
They baby moms be like Red nah he him
Told every bitch 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
Niggas speaking on me while they on E
I have my niggas get to trippin' like they on E
Got a hood chick I spend a little change on
She said she like it when I fuck her with my chains on
Got another bitch I pull up in the Range on
She Hollywood so she won't fuck me if the fame gone
Try to count me out but I'm back nigga
Like in the kitchen while I do to the crack nigga
Ain't where you from it's where you at nigga
Any city that I go I'm still that nigga
White gold on my wrist and it's iced out
Nigga try to try me get his motherfuckin' lights out
Had a squad pull up with them pipes out
Tried to ride the wave now these niggas getting wiped out
Wiped out wiped out wiped out nigga
Wiped out wiped out wiped out nigga
Wiped out wiped out wiped out wiped out
That's what y'all do best
That's what make you look good
That real life shit ain't for you
Stick to that shit
Stick to the Instagram, nigga
White gold on my wrist and it's iced out
Nigga try to try me, I'ma put his fucking lights out
Have a squad pull up with them pipes out
Tried to ride the wave, now these niggas getting wiped out
Dropped a penny on that new whip
New chick in the front seat she said
It look like a spaceship
Think I love the way she take dick
Then it's back to the block
I feed more niggas than a slave ship
Got a bag and I bought my bitches bags with it
Ksubi jeans on the booty look like she gon' split it
Ass so fat look like she can't even fit it
Why these niggas try me when they know that I be with it
Balenciaga track shoes cause I run shit
See them with me masked up they on that dumb shit
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 nigga
Free that nigga thugga YSL slat nigga
On them podcasts talking that cap nigga
Real nigga here never been no rap nigga
White gold on my wrist and it's iced out
Nigga try to try me get his motherfucking lights out
Have the squad pull up with them pipes out
Tried to ride the wave now these niggas getting wiped out
Wiped out wiped out wiped out nigga
Wiped out wiped out wiped out nigga
Wiped out wiped out wiped out nigga
Tried to ride the wave now these niggas getting wiped out
They like I hate that nigga Red wish I could be him
They baby moms be like Red nah he him
Told every bitch 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
Niggas speaking on me while they on E
I have my niggas get to trippin' like they on E
Got a hood chick I spend a little change on
She said she like it when I fuck her with my chains on
Got another bitch I pull up in the Range on
She Hollywood so she won't fuck me if the fame gone
Try to count me out but I'm back nigga
Like in the kitchen while I do to the crack nigga
Ain't where you from it's where you at nigga
Any city that I go I'm still that nigga
White gold on my wrist and it's iced out
Nigga try to try me get his motherfuckin' lights out
Had a squad pull up with them pipes out
Tried to ride the wave now these niggas getting wiped out
Wiped out wiped out wiped out nigga
Wiped out wiped out wiped out nigga
Wiped out wiped out wiped out wiped out
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Writer(s): Kenjiro Lucas
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