Correction Lyrics Blam Boom (Red Flag)* by Nardo Wick

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Lyrics

[Intro]
I'm wicked
(Blessed on the beat, hold up)
I'm wicked
I'm wicked
I'm wicked
I'm wicked
(FOREVERROLLING)

[Verse 1]
Blam, boom, tryna put a nigga on the damn news
Postin' switches on the internet, that boy a damn fool
Bought her a purse, he still ain't hit her yet, that boy a damn fool
Bought a Perc', he barely know the plug, that boy a damn fool
Blam, boom, you see all these diamonds on me hittin'
Blam, boom, plenty hoes, ain't trippin' 'bout no bitches
Blam, boom, everybody trigger finger itchin'
Blam, boom, I paid to get him gone, I'm killer trickin'
Blam, boom, if he speak on a murder, that's a red flag
Blam, boom, he pillow talk to bitchеs, that's a red flag
Blam, boom, that Perc' too cheap, that's a rеd flag
Blam, boom, if I'm in that backseat, throw that white flag

[Chorus]
Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, tryna blam me
Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, man down me
Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, jump out and I
Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom

[Verse 2]
Blam, boom, you can't live with me, that's no rap niggas
'Cause I'm who the rappers rap 'bout
Call us [?] 'cause man, all these niggas cap a lot
They say Nardo be in black a lot
They say lil' nigga keep his strap a lot
He said he gang, I said, no, you not
She said I can't fuck, she [?]
I done seen a lot of crazy things, a lot of pure images on my brain
That lil' nigga, he be tweakin'
That's a statement, I'm insane

[Verse 3]
All these chains, this shit making me hot
Teach you from my wrist, big [?] in a watch
Come on, let's squash this our thing, nah
How you left when you saw him? I think shot
Opps tryna keep their kids 'cause they know we gon' spare 'em
Opps want got their kids, the only time we gon' spare 'em
And this mad shit ain't new, I used to always wear 'em
Broke and still rob my jeans, I used to always share 'em
And this slime shit ain't nothin', I used to always do it
I ain't never drove shit, I used to always shoot
I ain't never waste my bin, I used to always use it
Glock loud, don't matter, I used to always mute it

[Bridge]
Blam, boom, you see all these diamonds on me hittin'
Blam, boom, plenty hoes, ain't trippin' 'bout no bitches
Blam, boom, everybody trigger finger itchin'

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