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Wildcard Video (MV)




Performed By: Coey Redd
Length: 3:24
Written by: Courtney Roberts, Maks Gabriel




Coey Redd - Wildcard Lyrics
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It's a tough crowd where I come from
You wanna eat you gotta know who you can get it from 'cause
Broken hearts make broken homes
And I'm a product of both, content with being alone
But I took that backroad, that Chevy and left for the strip, I did
And I won't make mama's mistakes, hate myself if I did, then he said

He ain't never seen one quite like this
With the Bulleit Rye on my lips
Got on 501's with a .45 Glock tucked on the side of my hip
Stay rollin' that spliff, chips rowed tight
Said he never seen his type in the neon lights, that's right
'Cause last night was your last night
Maybe next life, baby, no dice

I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wildcard, baby

You shouldn't bet on me
No, you shouldn't bet on me
You shouldn't bet on me
No, you shouldn't bet on me

It's just outlaws and cigarette smiles
Just a hold 'em, fold 'em desert for miles
Left those cracked walls with nothing to lose
But a hometown sign and some substance abuse
So, I took that back road, that Chevy and didn't look back and it's sad
Swore I won't live in my past but it's just who I am, so I said

You ain't never seen one quite like this
With the Bulleit Rye on my lips
Got on 501's with a .45 Glock tucked on the side of my hip
Stay rollin' that spliff, chips rowed tight
Said he never seen his type in the neon lights, that's right
'Cause last night was your last night
Maybe next life, baby, no dice

I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wildcard, baby

You shouldn't bet on me
No, you shouldn't bet on me
You shouldn't bet on me
No, you shouldn't bet on me

He ain't never seen one quite like this
With the Bulleit Rye on my lips
Got on 501's with a .45 Glock tucked on the side of my hip
Stay rollin' that spliff, chips rowed tight
Never seen his type in the neon lights, that's right
'Cause last night was your last night
Maybe next life

Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wildcard, baby

You shouldn't bet on me
No, you shouldn't bet on me
You shouldn't bet on me
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wildcard, baby
You shouldn't bet on me
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It's a tough crowd where I come from
You wanna eat you gotta know who you can get it from 'cause
Broken hearts make broken homes
And I'm a product of both, content with being alone
But I took that backroad, that Chevy and left for the strip, I did
And I won't make mama's mistakes, hate myself if I did, then he said

He ain't never seen one quite like this
With the Bulleit Rye on my lips
Got on 501's with a .45 Glock tucked on the side of my hip
Stay rollin' that spliff, chips rowed tight
Said he never seen his type in the neon lights, that's right
'Cause last night was your last night
Maybe next life, baby, no dice

I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wildcard, baby

You shouldn't bet on me
No, you shouldn't bet on me
You shouldn't bet on me
No, you shouldn't bet on me

It's just outlaws and cigarette smiles
Just a hold 'em, fold 'em desert for miles
Left those cracked walls with nothing to lose
But a hometown sign and some substance abuse
So, I took that back road, that Chevy and didn't look back and it's sad
Swore I won't live in my past but it's just who I am, so I said

You ain't never seen one quite like this
With the Bulleit Rye on my lips
Got on 501's with a .45 Glock tucked on the side of my hip
Stay rollin' that spliff, chips rowed tight
Said he never seen his type in the neon lights, that's right
'Cause last night was your last night
Maybe next life, baby, no dice

I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wildcard, baby

You shouldn't bet on me
No, you shouldn't bet on me
You shouldn't bet on me
No, you shouldn't bet on me

He ain't never seen one quite like this
With the Bulleit Rye on my lips
Got on 501's with a .45 Glock tucked on the side of my hip
Stay rollin' that spliff, chips rowed tight
Never seen his type in the neon lights, that's right
'Cause last night was your last night
Maybe next life

Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wildcard, baby

You shouldn't bet on me
No, you shouldn't bet on me
You shouldn't bet on me
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wildcard
I'm a wildcard, baby
You shouldn't bet on me
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Writer: Courtney Roberts, Maks Gabriel
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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