"Wrong1" lyrics
I've been on the road (I've been on the road)
Pull up to the show (Ayy, pull up to the show)
Speaker finna blow (Yeah, speaker finna blow)
Then I gotta go (Ayy, ayy)
Wire me to go (Ayy, ayy)
Text from a ho (Ayy, ayy)
Then she give me dome (Ayy, ayy)
Then I gotta go, ayy, ayy
Damn, now I'm on one, everybody want some
Bitch, you've got the wrong one, preach
Ayy, need a couple commas, driving in a Honda
But it's still my momma's, sheesh
Ayy, venue to a sauna, rowdier than Ronda
Want my anaconda, ayy
Ayy, smoking marijuana, now they want a song, huh?
Bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Everybody want some, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Everybody want some, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
People still talking that shit, yuh
Bitches still want on my dick, yuh
Don't do that gang type of shit, ayy
But I know people with clips, ayy
Got recognized on the street, yuh
Got expectations to meet, yuh
Yeah, you can come to the spot, ayy
Make sure to keep it discrete, uh
I've been on the road (I've been on the road)
Pull up to the show (Ayy, pull up to the show)
Speaker finna blow (Yeah, speaker finna blow)
Then I gotta go (Ayy, ayy)
Wire me to go (Ayy, ayy)
Text from a ho (Ayy, ayy)
Then she give me dome (Ayy, ayy)
Then I gotta go, ayy, ayy
Damn, now I'm on one, everybody want some
Bitch, you've got the wrong one, preach
Ayy, need a couple commas, driving in a Honda
But it's still my momma's, sheesh
Ayy, venue to a sauna, rowdier than Ronda
Want my anaconda, ayy
Ayy, smoking marijuana, now they want a song, huh?
Bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Everybody want some, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Everybody want some, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
I got the molly on my tongue
I got the smoke all in my lungs
I'm paranoid and I'm high, strung
All of these bands, I don't do none
She tell me she want the pipe, though
Fuck her till I watch her eyes roll
She get on top and then ride slow
I don't got ice, but I'm ice cold
I don't got ice, but I'm ice cold
I don't got ice, but I'm ice cold
I don't got ice, but I'm ice cold
Everyone tell me I'm nice, though
She tell me she want that pipe, though
Fuck her till I watch her eyes roll
She get on top and then ride slow
I do this shit till I die, ho
Pull up to the show (Ayy, pull up to the show)
Speaker finna blow (Yeah, speaker finna blow)
Then I gotta go (Ayy, ayy)
Wire me to go (Ayy, ayy)
Text from a ho (Ayy, ayy)
Then she give me dome (Ayy, ayy)
Then I gotta go, ayy, ayy
Damn, now I'm on one, everybody want some
Bitch, you've got the wrong one, preach
Ayy, need a couple commas, driving in a Honda
But it's still my momma's, sheesh
Ayy, venue to a sauna, rowdier than Ronda
Want my anaconda, ayy
Ayy, smoking marijuana, now they want a song, huh?
Bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Everybody want some, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Everybody want some, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
People still talking that shit, yuh
Bitches still want on my dick, yuh
Don't do that gang type of shit, ayy
But I know people with clips, ayy
Got recognized on the street, yuh
Got expectations to meet, yuh
Yeah, you can come to the spot, ayy
Make sure to keep it discrete, uh
I've been on the road (I've been on the road)
Pull up to the show (Ayy, pull up to the show)
Speaker finna blow (Yeah, speaker finna blow)
Then I gotta go (Ayy, ayy)
Wire me to go (Ayy, ayy)
Text from a ho (Ayy, ayy)
Then she give me dome (Ayy, ayy)
Then I gotta go, ayy, ayy
Damn, now I'm on one, everybody want some
Bitch, you've got the wrong one, preach
Ayy, need a couple commas, driving in a Honda
But it's still my momma's, sheesh
Ayy, venue to a sauna, rowdier than Ronda
Want my anaconda, ayy
Ayy, smoking marijuana, now they want a song, huh?
Bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Everybody want some, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Ayy, bitch, you've got the wrong one
Everybody want some, bitch, you've got the wrong one, ayy
I got the molly on my tongue
I got the smoke all in my lungs
I'm paranoid and I'm high, strung
All of these bands, I don't do none
She tell me she want the pipe, though
Fuck her till I watch her eyes roll
She get on top and then ride slow
I don't got ice, but I'm ice cold
I don't got ice, but I'm ice cold
I don't got ice, but I'm ice cold
I don't got ice, but I'm ice cold
Everyone tell me I'm nice, though
She tell me she want that pipe, though
Fuck her till I watch her eyes roll
She get on top and then ride slow
I do this shit till I die, ho
