Wipeout - Cole Myer : paroles de chansons, vidéoclips et concerts

Wipeout

3

Hip-Hop/Rap

Wipeout est sorti le 12 juin 2026 par Cole Myer's Studio dans le cadre de l'album Wipeout - Single

Détails du titre

AlbumWipeout - Single

Date de sortie12 juin 2026

LabelCole Myer's Studio

LangueEnglish

Qualité mélodique

Acoustique

Valence

Dansabilité

Énergie

BPM100

PRÉSENTATION

PAROLES

Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION

Cole Myer

Rap

COMPOSITION ET PAROLES

Cole Bradley Myer

Cole Bradley Myer

Paroles/Composition

PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE

Prodigy Beatz

Production

Paroles

Man I was just playing, I was just playing man, you feel me

How come this the only way to make a classic

I've been in the studio, I'm tryna get tragic

See me on the court, I'm shootin' 24, magic

I'm on the carpet, flying around like I'm Aladdin

She said "I'm your first love" no, you're a has-been

A long rug, a big bush, I ain't having it

Every time I make a breath, the audience gaspin'

What's he saying next, whys his mouth always trashing?

I mean, I'm white trash

I woke up, guess I finally got my bite back

I'm with Mr. Robot and I'm tryna do a light hack

I'm singing Queen with Freddie Mercury despite that

She said "King, what you need?" bitch, an ice pack

I just learned to moonwalk like I'm Mike Jack

You're a bullshitter, always learn to spite the facts

Y'all shapeshifters, moving where the hype be at

I be on 100, most of my women on 10 or 2

I'm a honky-tonk, I need a woman that's from Timbuktu

I would match with you but I'd just deleted Tinder, fool

What you want to do? Okay

Get me with a torta then I think it's all coming up

You're not my first, second, or third love, buttercup

I'm looking for someone that hears me despite the fuss

I need someone that's gonna cheer me and fuck to spite

I don't want your sorry Starry, I'm drinking Sprite

Cranberry and LeBron tryna get me right

Lil Yachty, Minnesota, tryna hit the ice

I am not your best friend, bitch, I want a pipe

Staring at her as she walks by, definitely my type

If you my shit, I don't even ever need to wipe

I read the script, I don't even ever need to type

I drop my AirPod into the sink, I think I need some rice

She don't want a second date, she don't think I'm nice

I don't want to try drugs, I don't need a vice

Do you want snakes in your house or do you want mice

I've been tryna take the gamble, tryna roll the dice

I guess I'll take a sample, just a little slice

I am not a fan of either ice

I got a question, bed bugs or hair lice?

I got a new hard drive, a couple terabytes

Your Wi-Fi prob don't get one Mbps

We watch primetime, don't care they cancel CBS

I'm a baby bird waiting in the nest

Another year around the sun, hashtag blessed

I want that Instagram, I want that blue check

I want that work money, boss signing my check

Everything was all good, I didn't double check

He playing chess, I got his king hunkered down, check

I be on 100, most of my women on 10 or 2

I'm a honky-tonk, I need a woman that's from Timbuktu

I would match with you but I'd just deleted Tinder, fool

What you want to do? Okay

Get me with a torta then I think it's all coming up

You're not my first, second, or third love, buttercup

I'm looking for someone that hears me despite the fuss

I need someone that's gonna cheer me and fuck to spite

I don't want your sorry Starry, I'm drinking Sprite

Cranberry and LeBron tryna get me right

Lil Yachty, Minnesota, tryna hit the ice

I am not your best friend, bitch, I want a pipe

Staring at her as she walks by, definitely my type

If you my shit, I don't even ever need to wipe

I read the script, I don't even ever need to type

Written by: Cole Bradley Myer

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