You Wrong by VISQ Lyrics

Yeah
What you wanna do
I see you over there lookin too cool (cold)

I wanna feel ya body move
Kinda wanna dance too

No more haters flying round my way
I got the bottles and the remedy

You wrong you wrong you wrong
Them fine girls in them multi color thongs

I’m sipping on patron
I’m bout to lay it down
Still trapping on the phone
Blasian from Asia
You know I wanna bone
Don’t fugg with Silicon
Baby Ruth
Bout to take it home
Twerk twerk twerk twerk
She putting in work
I think she like my perks
Cause she ripping at my shirt

You wrong you wrong you wrong
I’m ballin Jim Jones
I’m sippin on patron
My kush too strong

I’m lovin her moans
Her uber on the phone
Visq don’t make hit songs (yeah)
You wrong you wrong you wrong

You wrong you wrong you wrong
I’m ballin Jim Jones
I’m sippin on patron
My kush too strong

I’m lovin her moans
Her uber on the phone
Visq don’t make hit songs (yeah)
You wrong you wrong you wrong

I make friends with enemies
They copying my scenes
These niggas getting bold
They want source code
Got java on the phone
They scripting on the node
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
These bitches actin crazy
This money gone pay me
You thought you could played me
Paparazzi save me
They frame me to claim me
This game is really my baby
I do it for the fame
I do it for the fame B

They say I’m not the same
This game really changed me
Yeah I’m insane
I want my craft in the game
So many complex things
Who is really the blame
They think I’m a plant
Nah you wrong you wrong you wrong

You wrong you wrong you wrong
I’m ballin Jim Jones
I’m sippin on patron
My kush too strong
I’m lovin her moans
Her uber on the phone
Visq don’t make hit songs (yeah)
You wrong you wrong you wrong

You wrong you wrong you wrong
I’m ballin Jim Jones
I’m sippin on patron
My kush too strong

I’m lovin her moans
Her uber on the phone
Visq don’t make hit songs (yeah)
You wrong you wrong you wrong

You wrong you wrong you wrong
My niga Ed home
Bitches trippin on his phone
And Sinclair money long
Y’all need to move along

No Groupie cheese provolone

Kevin hart ride along
Yo money too short
You can keep the change dork
Countin money then we sort

Two day amazon prime
Paper chasing get mine
It’s time to move this shit
Blow up then conquer shit
Double XL I think I need a cover
Double XL she thicker then a mahfugga

Watch me do my dance on em
Watch me do my dance on em

Watch me bring it back on em
Watch me do the yak on em
Do the yak on em

You wrong you wrong you wrong
I’m ballin Jim Jones
I’m sippin on patron
My kush too strong

I’m lovin her moans
Her uber on the phone
Visq don’t make hit songs (yeah)
You wrong you wrong you wrong

You wrong you wrong you wrong
I’m ballin Jim Jones
I’m sippin on patron
My kush too strong

I’m lovin her moans
Her uber on the phone
Visq don’t make hit songs (yeah)
You wrong you wrong you wrong