Intro/Wrong With You
You heard that uhh that new Loss Daze by by that Kid Bootz
Naw naw mayne I ain't heard that I ain't heard that
Mayne fuck wrong wit you mayne you ain't heard that shit
Naw man I don't be listening to that shit around here
You don't listenin to that shit you don't fuck wit Bootz
Mayne hell naw
Mayne fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong wit you
Fuck wrong wit you fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wit you boy
What the fuck wrong what the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong with you boy
You either blind deaf or just dumb
You better mind your own before I find your home
And then confiscate your tongue
Talking down now you can't speak
Ratboy now you can't squeak
Chat boy done got clapped boy
Either that boy done got his ass beat
I always gotta check people
Them always want to step people
Them always in the hallways
Live all day and don't let people
Leave me alone I want to do my
Thing at home it's what I do I
Feel as if you just give me space then I'll do the same for you too
Why you all in my face with the dumb dumb
You all out of place where'd you come from
You speak with the bass while you deep in my space
Like you looking to hear from the drum drum
Really not hard no conundrum
You can act like you feel like you want some
Well that is the deal if I'm clutching the steel
If you want it then you can just come come but
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wit you boy
What the fuck wrong what the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Ask once don't ask twice
Thank ahead for the advice
I mean the most when it comes to bread
You don't want it like the last slice
I'm tired of it like an insomniac
Can't sleep cause I think that I might react
My own peeps want a beef go behind my back
And take it all but a nigga make more than that
I got racks to stack and that's back-to-back
Keep it all coming gotta make some mo'
I must be yeast cause when it comes to bread
I always find a way to make it grow
Don't make it slow I just make the dough
And spin it till I whip it like a pizza crust
The heat's a must cause indecent fucks
Want to be as sharp as I but they seem to rust
They seem to buck want take shots at me
The problem is they doing this sloppily
I'm doing what they want to do properly
And they can't so they aim for my property
I set the type example that you ought to see
Light it up like a candle and it's all for me
All complete so they all compete
And want to take what I make but it's all for me so
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wit you boy
What the fuck wrong what the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Man I'm hype now
Right now
All in the street finna fight now
All cause a nigga that's weak
Really wanna be a G
You aint worried about life now
Pipe down you got a ways to go
Left or right you wanna take the road
Change your life you ain't thinking right
Cause if you was you would know I'm in a different mode
Chips to fold I got bricks to throw
And all you really want to do is make a scene
I'm thinking green while you thinking seen
Running round broke can't pay for things
It ain't the way for kings it ain't the way for men
And everybody know another way to win
You trying to jump fly cause a nigga just fly
So high that you niggas can't wave him in
You just hatin man that's what I call it
You never gonna stop till you see me falling
But when I'm at the top and you see me balling
You should've got your guap instead of all that stalling
All that brawling it seems appalling
That you can't even live when your life is calling
You on that often and I'm getting exhausted
Trying to put you on game you can see that I'm all in
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wit you boy
What the fuck wrong what the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck wrong what the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong you boy
Naw naw mayne I ain't heard that I ain't heard that
Mayne fuck wrong wit you mayne you ain't heard that shit
Naw man I don't be listening to that shit around here
You don't listenin to that shit you don't fuck wit Bootz
Mayne hell naw
Mayne fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong wit you
Fuck wrong wit you fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wit you boy
What the fuck wrong what the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong with you boy
You either blind deaf or just dumb
You better mind your own before I find your home
And then confiscate your tongue
Talking down now you can't speak
Ratboy now you can't squeak
Chat boy done got clapped boy
Either that boy done got his ass beat
I always gotta check people
Them always want to step people
Them always in the hallways
Live all day and don't let people
Leave me alone I want to do my
Thing at home it's what I do I
Feel as if you just give me space then I'll do the same for you too
Why you all in my face with the dumb dumb
You all out of place where'd you come from
You speak with the bass while you deep in my space
Like you looking to hear from the drum drum
Really not hard no conundrum
You can act like you feel like you want some
Well that is the deal if I'm clutching the steel
If you want it then you can just come come but
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wit you boy
What the fuck wrong what the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Ask once don't ask twice
Thank ahead for the advice
I mean the most when it comes to bread
You don't want it like the last slice
I'm tired of it like an insomniac
Can't sleep cause I think that I might react
My own peeps want a beef go behind my back
And take it all but a nigga make more than that
I got racks to stack and that's back-to-back
Keep it all coming gotta make some mo'
I must be yeast cause when it comes to bread
I always find a way to make it grow
Don't make it slow I just make the dough
And spin it till I whip it like a pizza crust
The heat's a must cause indecent fucks
Want to be as sharp as I but they seem to rust
They seem to buck want take shots at me
The problem is they doing this sloppily
I'm doing what they want to do properly
And they can't so they aim for my property
I set the type example that you ought to see
Light it up like a candle and it's all for me
All complete so they all compete
And want to take what I make but it's all for me so
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wit you boy
What the fuck wrong what the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Man I'm hype now
Right now
All in the street finna fight now
All cause a nigga that's weak
Really wanna be a G
You aint worried about life now
Pipe down you got a ways to go
Left or right you wanna take the road
Change your life you ain't thinking right
Cause if you was you would know I'm in a different mode
Chips to fold I got bricks to throw
And all you really want to do is make a scene
I'm thinking green while you thinking seen
Running round broke can't pay for things
It ain't the way for kings it ain't the way for men
And everybody know another way to win
You trying to jump fly cause a nigga just fly
So high that you niggas can't wave him in
You just hatin man that's what I call it
You never gonna stop till you see me falling
But when I'm at the top and you see me balling
You should've got your guap instead of all that stalling
All that brawling it seems appalling
That you can't even live when your life is calling
You on that often and I'm getting exhausted
Trying to put you on game you can see that I'm all in
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wit you boy
What the fuck wrong what the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wrong wit you boy
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck wrong what the fuck wrong
What the fuck wrong you boy
Credits
Writer(s): Marques Neely
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