What’s wrong

Lyrics

[Intro] (I really like to use cash) [Verse] What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong Perc lady blocked my phone, I can't even call her phone I hate the sober life girl, please leave me alone If a nigga talking gangster, we gon bust his dome And I went to prison, nigga switched up, he was dissing And when I hit the biddy, he act like he fuck with me And I know it's cap, nigga, you ain't really with it All that talking down, yeah, that shit that is for bitches Hey, hey, hey, hey What's wrong with me? I ain't even having a good day I been on my sad shit, I'm sippin' purplе rain Baby, it's a talk up in the city that say I was lame Yeah, my wholе army say I was a [?] for them boys But you know me, I pull that card when I pop out with them big rods And yeah, them niggas know I'm lit, you can ask the city boys And I pull up with that blick, yeah, I'm tryna kill them all And you know I had to chill, cause these niggas tell up on me And you know I pop that gun, but yeah, they went federal And I know them niggas snitches Acting like they hard, but you know you a lil bitch Ran to the meter, say me and him beefin' He a social media gangster tell his fucking people He don't want smoke the preacher, I pop out with that nina That bitch, she a thief, we tell her "Bye, Felicia" Snakehead up the score, Ima keep smoking poles They killed my dawg, you know I'm stressing, hoe, please leave me alone And every drug I take, yeah, that shit go to my dome I'm feeling cocky, bitch, they better not play, bust they dome Hit the griddy in that pussy (Bow, bow) Nigga say he don't like, might his hoe, now he [?] Yeah, that nigga caught a body over a freak hoe When I hit that nigga hoe, yeah, I'm having her squeezing on me I'm playing with him, I don't want that freaky hoe And free my nigga matt, man, I wish they let that boy come home And these niggas I had bid with it, they ain't coming home Twin doing life, boy, that shit crushed my soul