Wrong Right

Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right
I'm in the zone, turn off the lights
We getting gone, taking a flight, (Yeah!)
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right
She got it wrong, I'm getting right

Man this girl so fine I swear I seen her in the vogue
IG they be hating, why they always throwing stones
Said she scared of heights, but she just topped a nigga off
She tryna, she tryna get a nigga throwed
Walk inside the studio I'm talking like the pope
I just hit a lick I type that shit inside my notes
Fucking with the clique the type shit I don't condone
I just want to feel loved
She want a birkin and that new ferrari
No note
She said her sugar daddy bought the body
Head to toe
Ain't that a bitch
She talented
Her followers keep piling up
Might fall in love

It's no wrong or right
You came to party for the night
Flirting with her twin
I had to book another flight
Taking all they pictures
I might have to copyright
Woah
I been running all the lights
Police catch me speeding
They'll be reading me my rights
Pissing out this liquor
Some tequila with lime
Tell them niggas run
I'm in the studio it's bussin nigga

Wait, let me get back to my ways
Shawty want it black and in beige
She don't gotta ask and it's paid
Make it back, thrashing on stage
Feel like Hov in my zone
Everywhere I go 2 hoes
And they 69 when they told
Shopping spree in eth
Fashion week
I'm bout to sign another lease
2 freaks
I'm in the middle like the east
I come in peace
And you know Merkem got a piece
And he a beast
In case they want a problem

Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right
I'm in the zone, turn off the lights
We getting gone, taking a flight, (Yeah!)
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right



Credits
Writer(s): Tyrone Townsend
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