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jay critch – wrong person كلمات اغاني

[intro]
hood fave (ronron, do that sh_t), ayy

[chorus]
i get this money sh_t on purpose
his pockets hurtin’, he’s mad at the wrong person (wrong person)
baddie and she rock dior purses (baddie)
beam on the glock so i won’t hit the wrong person (clap)
they don’t put no fear in my heart (fear in my heart)
i’ma go run it up ’til my sh_t stop workin’ (’til it stop)
when i wasn’t on wave, i was not surfin’
runnin’ down, tryna see what you got, boy (yeah)
my bro sellin’ food like top boy (top boy)
i got tools in the chest, but they not toys (but they not toys)
n_ggas ain’t havin’ motion, they in park (in park)
all that lil’ sh_t you makin’ is not noise (no)
put the silencer on it, it got noise
spent some time with your b_tch, then i got goin’ (go)
and i’m quick to go swing, but i’m not floyd (swing)
if it really comе to it, got shots for ’em (boom)
[verse]
where i’m from, it was cold whеn it got warm (it got warm)
ran up a bag, need a lot more (a lot)
fumbled the racks you dropped off (dropped off)
then you start thinkin’ it’s my fault (d_mn)
diamonds they swing, you get popped on (ice)
she give me top, she get lockjaw (hey)
she said hood favorite her top four (hood fave)
she get h_rny, start takin’ her top off (takin’ her top off)
you ain’t trappin’, what you on the block for? (you on the block for)
boy need to go get some blue cheese (get some blue cheese)
i’m on your ho like some new jeans (ayy)
talkin’ that money sh_t, made it a routine (a routine)
double cup wock’ got me moody
murder bravado, i came from the nudies (came from the nudies)
then we got clips like a movie (clips like a movie)
brodie might shoot in some yeezys like coodie (boom)
i got two baddies on two e (on two e)
i’m well_connected, these n_ggas on 2g (2g)
she rock the belt with the two gs (with the two gs)
f_ck that designer, i still do the two_threes (hey), ayy
smokin’ on jattic, it’s going for six but i get it for two gs (jattic), ayy
n_ggas ain’t drippy, don’t know what they sippin’ that must be some new lean (must be some new lean)

[chorus]
i get this money sh_t on purpose
his pockets hurtin’, he’s mad at the wrong person (mad at the wrong person)
baddie and she rock dior purses (baddie)
beam on the glock so i won’t hit the wrong person (clap)
they don’t put no fear in my heart (fear in my heart)
i’ma go run it up ’til my sh_t stop workin’ (’til it stop)
when i wasn’t on wave, i was not surfin’ (wave)
runnin’ down, tryna see what you got, boy (yeah)
my bro sellin’ food like top boy (like top boy)
i got tools in the chest, but they not toys (but they not toys)
n_ggas ain’t havin’ motion, they in park (in park)
all that lil’ sh_t you makin’ is not noise (no)
put the silencer on it, it got noise
spent some time with your b_tch, then i got goin’ (got goin’)
and i’m quick to go swing, but i’m not floyd (not floyd)
if it really come to it, got shots for ’em (clap)

- jay critch

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