wrong - changoos lyrics
same same glock’s aye
maybach with no top aye
ridin’ in the wrong lane
i got pandu’s on my tail huh
20 thousand all black
f*ckin on his mom
jeera soda sipping strong drank
no more tummy hurtin’ now yeah
i’m going way*
i’m going way*
i’m going way too crazy in this b*tch
clutching choppa’s not on ranges at your crib aye
used to try and bag this shawty everyday
but i’m way too f*cking rich to chase a b*tch
like i got same same glock’s aye
maybach with no top aye
ridin’ in the wrong lane
i got pandu’s on my tail huh
20 thousand all black
f*ckin on his mom aye
jeera soda sipping strong drank
no more tummy hurtin’ now
yeah, huh
she don’t wanna talk to me now
i don’t really give a f*ck cause
you’ve been like a rock to me
f*ck up with this pop sh*t
why’d you do me wrong?
why the f*ck you ain’t give me top?
though i’m still ready for that top
yeah, yeah, yeah
get up out the bed i’m on my grind
everyday this b*tch she on my mind
pull off in that trackianna
momma called me why am i posting at this time?
getting all this paper off my rhymes
she want brand new hermes link? alright
i don’t write no more i spit it out my mind
how much bands does my fit cost?
i told that b*tch its 8
man this b*tch done ate my d*ck tellin’ me her face hurt
you don’t even wanna touch this choppa you won’t wake up
man these p*ssies keep on talking
they don’t know bout what my waist tuck
i was f*ckin on this b*tch and she was way too f*ckin caked up, aye
man i got a stay away from fakes huh
shawty said i’m hitting way too hard feel like a laced perc
fl f*cking up my backup
it’s like i ain’t even sad huh
you know what?
i don’t even want that project back
already knew that sh*t was whack huh
i’m going way*
i’m going way*
i’m going way too crazy in this b*tch
clutching choppa’s not on ranges at your crib aye
used to try and bag this shawty everyday
but i’m way too f*cking rich to chase a b*tch
like i got same same glock’s aye
maybach with no top aye
ridin’ in the wrong lane
i got pandu’s on my tail huh
20 thousand all black
f*ckin on his mom aye
jeera soda sipping strong drank
no more tummy hurtin’ now
yeah, huh
she don’t wanna talk to me now
i don’t really give a f*ck cause
you’ve been like a rock to me
f*ck up with this pop sh*t
why’d you do me wrong?
why the f*ck you ain’t give me top?
though i’m still ready for that top
yeah, yeah, yeah
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