"Dead Wrong" lyrics
"Dead Wrong"
Baby, all hundreds, goin', yeah (Brand new)
Upgrade everything brand new (Uh-uh)
I just upgraded everything brand new 'cause my bread long
Had to upgrade everything brand new 'cause my bread long
Upgraded everything brand new
Upgrade everything brand new 'cause my bread long
I can't wife that ho, I'm gettin' to it, I can't stay at home
Young nigga grew up, then a shooter, now his dreads long
Fuckin' 'round with that lame, lil' baby know that she dead wrong
You know you dead wrong
You know you dead wrong
Yeah, pockets all blue hundreds and you know I keep some redbones
Shawty don't know how to treat a real one, she gon' stay alone
Young nigga from the city, I'm just grindin' 'til my bag long
Countin' all these hundreds on this play, I couldn't pass on it
Baby 'bout that cash, with all that ass, I couldn't pass on it
Kept this shit one hundred 'cause that fake shit don't last long
Name another young nigga from the state doin' it that long
Baby like when I look her in her face and blow her backbone
I was taught any nigga get in my way, then we gon' crash on him
Never fell in love, bet she switch up when that bag gone
Never fell in love, but them groupies, we don't wife those
Back-to-back black truck, baby pull up white Rolls
Bruh, these niggas pussy, it's just like they on that cycle
When every nigga in your clique gettin' money, it's a light show
Upgrade everything brand new 'cause my bread long
I can't wife that ho, I'm gettin' to it, I can't stay at home
Young nigga grew up, then a shooter, now his dreads long
Fuckin' 'round with that lame, lil' baby know that she dead wrong
You know you dead wrong
You know you dead wrong
Yeah, pockets all blue hundreds and you know I keep some redbones
Shawty don't know how to treat a real one, she gon' stay alone
Upgrade everything brand new 'cause my bread long
I can't wife that ho, I'm gettin' to it, I can't stay at home
Young nigga grew up, then a shooter, now his dreads long
Fuckin' 'round with that lame, lil' baby know that she dead wrong
You know you dead wrong
You know you dead wrong
Yeah, pockets all blue hundreds and you know I keep some redbones
Shawty don't know how to treat a real one, she gon' stay alone
Instagram got your bitch, Instagram got your bitch
It's most efficient, baby
You gotta pick up what I'm puttin' down (You ain't got your)
She know it's more than the strip, like (Instagram got 'em all, y'all)
'Cause they gon' do it for the 'Gram 'fore they do it to you (Mhm)
They gon' send that picture to the 'Gram 'fore they send it to you
You know you dead wrong
You know you dead wrong
You know you dead wrong
Aw, aw, man
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album:
"Caught Up In The Game : Disc 2" (2025)
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