Where We Go Wrong

Lyrics

[Intro] (Damn, my bad) (Ayy, who that? John Gotitt) [Verse] Yeah, pull up in a brand new— psh, yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch, I'm actin' brand new, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hundreds only brand new, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All these bitches ran through, yeah Go and pay these bills what I gotta do, yeah, yeah You was hatin' on me, but I was proud of you, yeah (Yeah) Pull up, my bitch drippin' in some Prada shoes (Some Prada shoes) Yeah, go and get this money what I gotta do, that's what I gotta do Yeah, standin' on this business what I gotta do, that's what I gotta do I stayed down, stayed consistent, finally came up, yeah, psh That's what I gotta do (Gotta do, gotta do), psh, yeah, that's what I had to do (That's what I had to do) Yеah, I know you niggas hoes, I can't be mad at you, yeah, yеah, yeah Tell lil shorty, "I got a bag for you" She love rap niggas, trap niggas, ballplayers (Ballplayers) You ain't gotta count it 'cause it's all there (It's all there) She love rap niggas, trap niggas, ballplayers (Ballplayers) Yeah, and you ain't gotta count it 'cause it's all there ('Cause it's all there) I'm havin' brick fair, yeah, I'm havin' brick fair (I'm havin' brick fair) I got these bitches on my dick because my wristwatch (Because my wristwatch) Bitch might get a wristwatch (Wristwatch) The ho get sponsored, yeah (Yeah), she suckin' every bit of cum up out me, so I love her, yeah Nigga better not touch her, I protect her like a brother, yeah She know that I'm thuggin', when she call me, I come with cutters, yeah And I control the ho, I cut her off, she overcut her hair Trappin' on my phone, I trade my numbers like my underwear Servin' hand low 'bows, got the trap in go mode Don't like the heart when no cold, stuck that dick in both hoes Spent a whole lot of dope, so we ain't fucked up no more And I'm still tippin' four-fours, but this a G-Wagon, bitch I blew your budget on my lean, I sponsored me, you's bitch Every other month, I'm pissin' out these hoes fuckin' kids How you gon' go against the God when I'm who started this shit? I'm smokin' weed and sippin' hard like I invented this shit I ain't never been scared to go to war, yeah, we can get it, you's bitch These niggas know my repertoire, always sendin' the blitz Niggas always gon' get me started just to finish some shit I got love for all them niggas trappin' hard up in them bandos (Bandos) Gas real strong, shit'll brain those (Shit'll brain those) Huh, when they call us hoes, closed styrofoam (Closed styrofoam) Yeah, gotta talk in code on them iPhones, gotta make sure I don't get trapped when I ride home I'm screamin, "Fuck a nigga, I can ball on my own" Know niggas that ran up they first hundred off of my song Where we go wrong, where did we go wrong? Where we go wrong, where did we go wrong? A nigga got life, he want to leave, I tell him, "Hold on" Same niggas you say you love, the same ones that you told on Where we go wrong, where did we go wrong? Where we go wrong, where did we go wrong? (Go wrong) [Outro] Where we go wrong, where did we go wrong? Where we go wrong, where did we go wrong?