Wrong One
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
You talking real tough until you choking on your teeth
Is your pride worth your life 'cause you're not convincing me
That you would do a fuckin thing but that's the opposite of me
I will leave a wannabe deceased for tryna prove himself to me
I don't buy it for a second, you're a pussy, let it be
Just drop the facade, we both know that you're a fraud
Don't act like something that you're not, it isn't worth it just to rot
This will not matter if you're dead and gone bitch
So if we beefing, the threats you thinking
Better keep 'em in your thoughts
'Cause if you speak it, better mean it
Realize you risking deletion
Is it worth it, talk is worthless
What you're saying holds no meaning
Your persona not deceiving
One false move, then you start bleeding
Now you're swallowing teeth to wash down all the words you're eating
You are not a savage and you are not the baddest
No matter what you fucking say, we know you ain't about it
Punch you in the fucking face, your soul levitate then vanish
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
HURT GANG
Yeah, I got 13 bodies in the trunk
Huh, I guess they outta luck
I can't feel no pain because my brain is off so many drugs
I'm taking shots until I shatter
Feel that I am broken, leave me leaking, bruised and battered
Yeah, that's one way to kill a buzz
I guess Svicide! an option, wonder why they showing love
Yeah, I be moshing in da pit lil nigga, I don't give a fuck
Yeah, I be vomiting, like dastardly, the way I'm throwing up
I wonder why these niggas fuck with me 'cause I be going up
I wonder why these niggas try to gas me
Hit em with a clip and make 'em run it like an athlete
Niggas running for the exits, they can't seem to pass me
I swear to god that I'm da shit 'cause all you niggas ass cheeks
Yeah, I fuck my bitch, that shit on PornHub
Y'all niggas know I need attention
So keep me in focus
Already know I'm too obnoxious
So you can't ignore us
And I just caught another body, it is in the forest
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
I got an enemy stand, I come in with the pussy
Show him what I do with hands, now you could hear me saying
Might need a getaway plan
These fuckin losers rely on the opinions of fans
I need a brand new syringe, just something to feel
Dissect these niggas shitty bars like medical field
Spent so much time recording an Instagram Reel
E-dating a catfish, like how do you feel
Watch the onion get peeled
Niggas watch a documentary, they saying something
No originality, just be yourself, go eat a muffin
Bitch, my tummy aching
Bitch, my fucking tummy aching
Jerk fuckin chicken
All I eat is all that good Jamaican
All these beats sound the same
All you niggas so lame
Staying true to myself and I don't care if I'm strange
Staying true to myself and I don't care if I'm strange
Tell me what's good
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
I got an enemy stand, I come in with the pussy
Show him what I do with hands, now you could hear me saying
Might need a getaway plan
These fucking losers rely on the opinions of fans
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
You talking real tough until you choking on your teeth
Is your pride worth your life 'cause you're not convincing me
That you would do a fuckin thing but that's the opposite of me
I will leave a wannabe deceased for tryna prove himself to me
I don't buy it for a second, you're a pussy, let it be
Just drop the facade, we both know that you're a fraud
Don't act like something that you're not, it isn't worth it just to rot
This will not matter if you're dead and gone bitch
So if we beefing, the threats you thinking
Better keep 'em in your thoughts
'Cause if you speak it, better mean it
Realize you risking deletion
Is it worth it, talk is worthless
What you're saying holds no meaning
Your persona not deceiving
One false move, then you start bleeding
Now you're swallowing teeth to wash down all the words you're eating
You are not a savage and you are not the baddest
No matter what you fucking say, we know you ain't about it
Punch you in the fucking face, your soul levitate then vanish
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
HURT GANG
Yeah, I got 13 bodies in the trunk
Huh, I guess they outta luck
I can't feel no pain because my brain is off so many drugs
I'm taking shots until I shatter
Feel that I am broken, leave me leaking, bruised and battered
Yeah, that's one way to kill a buzz
I guess Svicide! an option, wonder why they showing love
Yeah, I be moshing in da pit lil nigga, I don't give a fuck
Yeah, I be vomiting, like dastardly, the way I'm throwing up
I wonder why these niggas fuck with me 'cause I be going up
I wonder why these niggas try to gas me
Hit em with a clip and make 'em run it like an athlete
Niggas running for the exits, they can't seem to pass me
I swear to god that I'm da shit 'cause all you niggas ass cheeks
Yeah, I fuck my bitch, that shit on PornHub
Y'all niggas know I need attention
So keep me in focus
Already know I'm too obnoxious
So you can't ignore us
And I just caught another body, it is in the forest
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
I got an enemy stand, I come in with the pussy
Show him what I do with hands, now you could hear me saying
Might need a getaway plan
These fuckin losers rely on the opinions of fans
I need a brand new syringe, just something to feel
Dissect these niggas shitty bars like medical field
Spent so much time recording an Instagram Reel
E-dating a catfish, like how do you feel
Watch the onion get peeled
Niggas watch a documentary, they saying something
No originality, just be yourself, go eat a muffin
Bitch, my tummy aching
Bitch, my fucking tummy aching
Jerk fuckin chicken
All I eat is all that good Jamaican
All these beats sound the same
All you niggas so lame
Staying true to myself and I don't care if I'm strange
Staying true to myself and I don't care if I'm strange
Tell me what's good
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
Rip out my eyes, still see right through the fuck shit
Sniff out the fakes, make 'em leave with a concussion
You talking too much, make you shut the fuck up quick
I am the wrong one, not someone to be fucked with
I got an enemy stand, I come in with the pussy
Show him what I do with hands, now you could hear me saying
Might need a getaway plan
These fucking losers rely on the opinions of fans
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Writer(s): Xavier Matos
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