Dead Wrong! - Dead Wrong! lyrics
[Dead Wrong! - Dead Wrong! lyrics]
Bro, like, what is wrong with you?
Aye, man, pass the pill, man, fuck me
Big up Skarr, aye, aye, aye
What? Wha- wha- wha- what? 0161, let's go
You're dead wrong, you you you're dead wrong
Spin up your jaw like a Beyblade, uh
RIP Jahseh, LLJ aye, uh
Fake friends on my back stay away, uh
Bitch, I’m better than most rappers of today
Uh huh hater get hit with a lot
I’m in the booth and you’re definitely not
More than you can say that you are doing
Cause you in a room screwing up your life
While I’m making a name for myself
And you’re not your delivery is like a robot
DPD package bitch that’s what you want
That is what that what you- what?
Who’s the one you call Mr macho?
Quick fist come to you like a honcho Jack
Jack honcho
And even though I go fast doesn’t
Mean I don’t go slow
I just stay at steady pace
While you people only go woah!
The weak or the strong?
The weak or the strong? Who got it goin' on?
You're dead wrong the weak or the strong?
The weak or the strong? Who got it goin' on?
You're dead wrong
Lotta shit on my plate
Man it’s hard to deal with
Choccy Ms molly got me feeling oh why
Problems on my plate
Got me feeling it’s a sign for some people
It’s hard to walk inside of a straight line
I take and use respectively
To whatever I feel
Is comfortable to what I’m meant to be
Doing, I was chilling out
While my ex-girl screwing
I’m really feeling comfortable now
I look back at people who snaked me and
I look back they wack resort to the Mac
Rather just knock someone out it’s a blackout
Aye, man, pass the pill, man, fuck me
Big up Skarr, aye, aye, aye
What? Wha- wha- wha- what? 0161, let's go
You're dead wrong, you you you're dead wrong
Spin up your jaw like a Beyblade, uh
RIP Jahseh, LLJ aye, uh
Fake friends on my back stay away, uh
Bitch, I’m better than most rappers of today
Uh huh hater get hit with a lot
I’m in the booth and you’re definitely not
More than you can say that you are doing
Cause you in a room screwing up your life
While I’m making a name for myself
And you’re not your delivery is like a robot
DPD package bitch that’s what you want
That is what that what you- what?
Who’s the one you call Mr macho?
Quick fist come to you like a honcho Jack
Jack honcho
And even though I go fast doesn’t
Mean I don’t go slow
I just stay at steady pace
While you people only go woah!
The weak or the strong?
The weak or the strong? Who got it goin' on?
You're dead wrong the weak or the strong?
The weak or the strong? Who got it goin' on?
You're dead wrong
Lotta shit on my plate
Man it’s hard to deal with
Choccy Ms molly got me feeling oh why
Problems on my plate
Got me feeling it’s a sign for some people
It’s hard to walk inside of a straight line
I take and use respectively
To whatever I feel
Is comfortable to what I’m meant to be
Doing, I was chilling out
While my ex-girl screwing
I’m really feeling comfortable now
I look back at people who snaked me and
I look back they wack resort to the Mac
Rather just knock someone out it’s a blackout