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future - whats wrong lyrics

[intro]
i can’t answer questions for these fake -ss n-gg-s
i’m not about to tweet all you fake motherf-ckers
comment on instagram you b-tches

[chorus]
what the f-ck wrong with these n-gg-s
you love these hoes more than you love money
these n-gg-s mad dat i’m stuntin’
what the f-ck wrong with these n-gg-s
i went to sp-ce and they felt left
i guess you broke and you need help
what the f-ck wrong with these n-gg-s
we turning up and they turning down
we smoking kush and by the pound
what the f-ck wrong with these n-gg-s
yeen smashing models like us
ain’t popping bottles like us
ain’t getting money like us
what the f-ck wrong with these n-gg-s

[verse 1]
i’m outta i told you in was in pluto
my wallet chain by prada and my pockets on a sumo
let me find out you cuffin hoes, we trippin off one
blunt
my dawg i bought a bunch of smoke
the ferarri suicidal i done blowed out the brain
she exotic she got a body put her on a plane
you can have her man i don’t want her she just came
from spain
i just made a movie and took a green card back again
i just went back to the dealership bought another benz
i had to order that 65 before it come in
i’m new millenium, maserati trucks of course
we came from nothing, we grinded up and jumped off the
porch

[verse 2]
my shoes (what dem is) they made by ysl
my lil boo (aye what she in) she stay in that chanel
whats wrong with you, i’m getting money cant you tell
they so confused, cuz i ain’t need no auto-tune
my team in here turnt up to the maximum we’re cooling
if you wanna get dem mushing my sh-t good then we can
do it
five thousand on a outfit let me show you how i do it
i got bandz coming in dawg, faster than suzuki
rockstar status dis da way i chunk my dueces
i couldn’t stop her if i wanted to, dat girl she bad
and choosing
they get mad when you take it and they hate you when
you make it
patiently waiting, dat money coming like it aint got no
patience

[chorus]
what the f-ck wrong with these n-gg-s
you love these hoes more than you money
these n-gg-s mad dat i’m stuntin’
what the f-ck wrong with these n-gg-s
i went to sp-ce and they felt left
i guess you broke and you need help
what the f-ck wrong with these n-gg-s
we turning up and they turning down
we smoking kush and by the pound
what the f-ck wrong with these n-gg-s
yeen smashing models like us
ain’t popping bottles like us
ain’t getting money like us
what the f-ck wrong with these n-gg-s

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