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letra de wipeout - young lyric

[verse 1: young lyric]
i got cuban on deck it’s a wrap
know you thought i was gone but i’m back
we out here winnin’, we touching the people but you mad at me ’cause you broke? facts
watch what ya say ’cause the phone taps, xo on the track and it’s more racks
started from nothing and came from the bottom and now here we watchin’ the dough stack
did it one deep, and you know that
any beat i get on, i’m gon’ crash
we get that paper like no p-ss, how you gon’ diss me with no cash?
haters can’t see me, they plottin’ they schemin’ and lyin’ and makin’ me so mad
thinkin’ for me and they leaving it here, hit up and l!cking it, going out sad
i cannot f-ck with you fake clowns, i keep it real and i stay down
pull a bugatti with k!llumantii, we slayin’ ’em, makin’ ’em lay down
no compet-tion we dragging these b-tches and lettin’ ’em know we don’t play ’round
been out here grindin’ we finally livin’ it up, lockin’ atlanta and h-town!

[chorus: young lyric]
brought my cash up, brought the squad out
step to me wrong, you get knocked out
it’s a new day, it’s my time now
you da what where? (what?) let me find out
pull up it’s lights out, never seen a rack that i count
run up and get dragged, you already know what i’m ’bout
put ya whole team on timeout, patty on my wrist is iced out
i put on for h-town, tryna ride the wave, get wiped out

[verse 2: k!llumantii]
i’m the one that she call, when she needs goons in the castle
run up a bag do it quicker no h-ssle, got ’em prayin’ again send ’em straight to the chapel
i’ll f-ck up your world like when adam bit that apple
pop that hoe like a snapple, private when i travel
got the game on lock, no shackles (ah!)
k!lla why you so mad? why yo’ flows be so mean?
i’m never mad, no it’s not what it seems
i don’t go hard for the money or green, y’all do not see what goes on behind scenes
i’m k!llin’ these b-tches, the trigger i squeeze (brr)
never been a rat, who ain’t score for some cheese
why i’m so hard? now you see, can’t let another b-tch live my dreams (okay)
i’m a rockstar in my limousine, when i catch that b-tch imma break her spleen (crack)
why you wanna fight with a b-tch like me, i’m off the leash, i box like the young ali
like ooh, how you gon’ flex like that? (ooh)
got the whole a on my back
and you boys goin’ out sad
hold up, wait again, and bring it back
(yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, ah!)

[chorus: young lyric and cuban doll]
brought my cash up, brought the squad out
step to me wrong, you get knocked out
it’s a new day, it’s my time now
you da what where? (what?) let me find out
pull up it’s lights out, never seen a rack that i count
run up and get dragged (yeah!), you already know what i’m ’bout (b-tch!)
put ya whole team on timeout, patty on my wrist is iced out
i put on for h-town (yeah yeah), tryna ride the wave, get wiped out

[verse 3: cuban doll]
i’m from the d, you don’t want no smoke
got lyric with me, she gon’ blow
on top of these b-tches, they so broke
topic of discussion we trendin’
don’t talk about numbers, we did it
been sendin’ ’em shots, but you missin’
i been that b-tch from beginnin’
can’t put you on, you don’t listen!
dissin’ for the fame, but i get checks (yeah)
don’t play no games witcha, ’cause you’ll be missin’ (wha?)
two, three shootas with me, choppas sing like whitney
keep young lyric with me (aye), savage but she pretty (aye)
onnat gang sh-t! (aye)

[chorus: young lyric and cuban doll]
brought the squad out (b-tch!)
step to me wrong, you’ll get knocked out
it’s a new day, it’s my time now
you da what where? (what?) let me find out
pull up it’s lights out, never seen a rack that i count
run up and get dragged (yeah!), you already know what i’m ’bout
put ya whole team on timeout, patty on my wrist is iced out
i put on for h-town (yeah yeah), tryna ride the wave, get wiped out

- young lyric

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