ฟังเพลงWrong Thing (Explicit)

Wrong Thing - Rich The Kid/Nav

Lyrics by：Dimitri Rogers/Navraj Goraya/Isaiah S. Jackson

Composed by：Dimitri Rogers/Navraj Goraya/Isaiah S. Jackson

Run that money counter baby

Ayy who the f**k is narquise

Got the rolls royce it's a truck it's a skrrt

Count a half a million dollars in the cut half a what

Got a lil' blonde b***h tryna f**k tryna f**k

All these hoes on me

'Cause I ran it up yeah yeah yeah

I just copped a skelly it's a ap

I just met the plug he in beijing plug

Put some ice on her now she skating skating

Yeah she think I love her it's the wrong thing

Bet I press the button and it start up skrrt skrrt skrrt

N***as they be cappin' they can't flex like us cap

Pull out the bentley brought the porsche out what

Your b***h she ugly my b***h iced up

Hold up hold up ice ice yeah

I could teach you lil' n***as

How to make a mil' make a mil'

All my n***as rich but why they trappin' still

Why they trappin' still

Boy you still broke you signed the wrong deal

Signed the wrong deal

I might just start trippin' took the wrong pill

B***h you ain't a boss you just a worker

You just a worker

Ain't nothing but bosses in my circle in my circle

You n***as talkin' like them hoes do

Like them hoes do

The ap it got dancers rich

Got the rolls royce it's a truck

It's a skrrt

Count a half a million dollars in the cut

Half a what

Got a lil' blonde b***h tryna f**k tryna f**k

All these hoes on me

'Cause I ran it up yeah yeah yeah

I just copped a skelly it's a ap

I just met the plug he in beijing plug

Put some ice on her now she skating skating

Yeah she think I love her it's the wrong thing

Copped the lambo it's a truck vroom

Poured a quarter million dollars in my gut in my gut

She got real hair fake a*s I'm tryna f**k tryna f**k

She want the brown boy

'Cause I run it up run it up

I might cop a richard worth a milli'

Some people in my city wanna kill me kill me

My shooter got a forty and it's filthy filthy

And he gon' hold the charge if he guilty guilty

Countin' money don't you ever count me out yeah

I could get you pure c*****e in a drought

In a drought

Smokin' gas propane in my mouth in my mouth

Talkin' facts I'll take racks off of clout

I'll take racks

Got the rolls royce it's a truck it's a skrrt

Count a half a million dollars in the cut half a what

Got a lil' blonde b***h tryna f**k

Tryna f**k

All these hoes on me 'cause I ran it up

Yeah yeah yeah

I just copped a skelly it's a ap

I just met the plug he in beijing plug

Put some ice on her now she skating skating

Yeah she think I love her it's the wrong thing