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whew - look wrong lyrics

aye
yeahh yeahh yeahh yeahh
hold on, yeahh yeahh yeahh
yeahh, hold on
(hook)
hold on, hold on
brand new buss down, and it’s two+tone
and ain’t talkin’ bout a jacket, put my hood on
trap beatin’ everywhere, can’t do wrong
five hunnit bought no. 9 cologne
and you can get whacked if you look wrong
and i ain’t told one cap yet in my song
money every time i hear my ringtone
still a couple of n++++ gotta get gone
off white, sunday night took off the vlone
i know these b+tches eat it up off of the floor
i went and got a check, i just want me somе more
cross me out, sh+t i had to get еqual
and i’mma always break bread with my people
it just cleared, turned the hoe into a believer
i can switch one gear and i can leave ya (scrt scrrrt)

(verse)
i can switch one gear and i could leave ya
lie to me one time, i never believe you
i just went secured the bag at the regions
never put my hand out, i ain’t never been no leacher
stayin’ loyal, that’s just somethin’ they can’t teach you
you gon’ hug god if you get to reachin’
i got young n++++s that do it for no reason
i seen it; i act like i ain’t peep it
i run with real lifers, don’t f+ck with no peewees
the glock or the fn tucked under the bb
and i can send out some bowls out to your city
that’s a hundred, it came from a fifty
she a dime, she just came from a nickel
i was f+cked up and stuck in a pickle
but i climb my way out, that’s the difference
get a bag and take care of my sisters
just know they don’t depend on no n++++
hope my folks never at me different
i’m like hold on, i’m comin’ to getchu
i got two bad b+tches, can’t pick ‘em
i was in a pluck pluck, they did not pick up
make her eat the d+ck up, give her hiccups
pop a perc, and that sh+t just for back up
then i turn her around, blew her back out
tryna rob? you gon’ die in that stick up
(hook)
hold on, hold on
brand new buss down, and it’s two+tone
and ain’t talkin’ bout a jacket, put my hood on
trap beatin’ everywhere, can’t do wrong
five hunnit bought no. 9 cologne
and you can get whacked if you look wrong
and i ain’t told one cap yet in my song
money every time i hear my ringtone
still a couple of n++++ gotta get gone
off white sunday night took off the vlone
i know these b+tches eat it up off of the floor
i went and got a check, i just want me some more
cross me out, sh+t i had to get equal
and i’mma always break bread with my people
it just cleared, turned the hoe into a believer
i can switch one gear and i can leave ya (scrt scrrrt)

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