
Wipe Out Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'll wipe you out, I'll wipe you out
Mass extinction, I'll wipe you out
I got that fire you facing a drought
Hit the lick, empty the house
I'll wipe you out, I'll wipe you out
Sticks and clips for niggas that doubt
Make a U turn reroute your route
You bend that corner we airing you out
I'll wipe you out, I'll wipe you out
Like your account, empty amount
Like the puppet I count like the count
Bitch shut it, she angry and pout
It's cratos som
Atomic bomb
Don't come on my CD, rom
Flip the channel, the TV's on
You an insect, I'm King Kong
You that bap, I'm that strong
You stay still I been gone
Left you leaking, on your front lawn
Crying like a bitch, something's wrong
Niggas emotional, they got no quotables
On 95 as I listen to photoshoot
Slidin to the Telly with the good ocean view
You a fraction of a man don't notice you
You're pathetic
Yeah I said it
Pull up on you with an automatic weapon
You was flexing but now you stressing
Now hand over your ice, that's expensive
You was testin
Now learn yo lesson
Call that reverend
Wait no second
Blood on yo cabbage like shit salad dressin
Nigga now pick, hell or heaven I'm gone
I'll wipe you out, I'll wipe you out
Mass extinction, I'll wipe you out
I got that fire you facing a drought
Hit the lick, empty the house
I'll wipe you out, I'll wipe you out
Sticks and clips for niggas that doubt
Make a U turn reroute your route
You bend that corner we airin you out
Uh yeah flex in a mansion
They askin me bout what happened
Hop out the Benz with the fashion
I hold ya girl up for ransom
I wipe you out it's a drought
Niggas be chasin the clout
I from the south it's a drought
I make em so sad that they pout
Man I be sippin the passion
Hop out the benz wit the fashion (swag)
My squad it look like we trappin
I smash yo girl and I'm dabbin
I see a lot a of the cappin
I got da Bentley and jaggin
You lackin pull up wit static
That's not a classic it's tragic
Pull up with vest and a ratchet
I got the salad and cabbage
I'm no magician got magic
Ohh water patek (splash)
I cross the border with Tecs
You not part of the set (gang)
This ain't no checkers it's chess
Aim at yo head not yo chest
I'll wipe you out, I'll wipe you out
Mass extinction, I'll wipe you out
I got that fire you facing a drought
Hit the lick, empty the house
I'll wipe you out, I'll wipe you out
Sticks and clips for niggas that doubt
Make a U turn reroute your route
You bend that corner we airin you out