[Intro]
What the wrong way?
Ain't no right or no wrong way, it's the need way
When you need something, or you got to have something
And one way you gon' get it right then and there
It ain't right no way
Oh (Fire in this ho)
Phew
[Chorus]
Tell me I do too much, tell me I do too much
Tell me I do too much, they tell me I do too much
Too much, too much
Diamonds inside of the rough, a diamond inside of the rough
I got a Glock in the glove compartment, a sniper on top of the roof
I give my heart to the dearly departed, but me? I hardly get love
You told me you was gon' hold me down, I guess it's time to give it up
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
We waitin' on PayDay, we grow a bag, we grow us some bag-bags
She tryna crash like mayday, so I'm cuttin' these niggas off, it is a melee
Switch on the Glock, gon' hit him, gon' make that lil' boy do the nae-nae
My youngin'll kill you, I buy him Cha-ney-ney'
Became a criminal, try me I'm on your yard just like a garden gnome
Ain’t have no big brothers, my friends was my brothers just like it’s a group home
Puttin' my name on the styrofoam, I'm puttin' my pain in the styrofoam
Askin' me questions, I'm just noddin' off
You know what type of time I'm on
Got me a condom, still mad I put the condom on
After we fuck, can you hold me long?
Hermès drip with the Balenciagas on
I got the Greg with the Junya Watanabes on
What the wrong way?
Ain't no right or no wrong way, it's the need way
When you need something, or you got to have something
And one way you gon' get it right then and there
It ain't right no way
Oh (Fire in this ho)
Phew
[Chorus]
Tell me I do too much, tell me I do too much
Tell me I do too much, they tell me I do too much
Too much, too much
Diamonds inside of the rough, a diamond inside of the rough
I got a Glock in the glove compartment, a sniper on top of the roof
I give my heart to the dearly departed, but me? I hardly get love
You told me you was gon' hold me down, I guess it's time to give it up
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
We waitin' on PayDay, we grow a bag, we grow us some bag-bags
She tryna crash like mayday, so I'm cuttin' these niggas off, it is a melee
Switch on the Glock, gon' hit him, gon' make that lil' boy do the nae-nae
My youngin'll kill you, I buy him Cha-ney-ney'
Became a criminal, try me I'm on your yard just like a garden gnome
Ain’t have no big brothers, my friends was my brothers just like it’s a group home
Puttin' my name on the styrofoam, I'm puttin' my pain in the styrofoam
Askin' me questions, I'm just noddin' off
You know what type of time I'm on
Got me a condom, still mad I put the condom on
After we fuck, can you hold me long?
Hermès drip with the Balenciagas on
I got the Greg with the Junya Watanabes on
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