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Something Wrong Lyrics


Freshie Something Wrong




[Intro]
Yeah, ha
You know, it's me in this here stu'
And, and we been Dirty, we, we really been on that shit, man (Dirty)
For real, yeah (Dirty), yeah (Dirty)

[Chorus]
Countin' up them hundreds, nigga, you know what we touching on (Yeah)
Niggas, they gon' hate on me but I know that is something wrong (Yeah, Dirty)
I'm up in the trap with a bag tryna get it goin' (Yeah, Dirty)
I'm up in the trap, countin' cash, count that shit alone
All these damn juggs, yeah (Yeah), I need another phone
Hope up in that coupe, I might pull up with the ceiling gone (Yeah, Dirty Boy)
Wanna lick the rapper, yeah, my dick, that's what she sucking on (Yeah)
One thing that's for sure, nigga, is my patience short but the money long (Yeah)

[Verse]
Hopped straight off the porch, nigga, like I ain't ever coming home (Dirty)
F..ck the police, don't f..ck with 12, leave me the f..ck alone (Yeah)
With my dawgs (Yeah, yeah), with my dawgs, tryna get a bone (Yeah)
Young nigga, I ain't in the club but I'm in the stu' making hella songs (Yeah)
Young nigga barely in the club, you can catch me out in the city though (Yeah, Dirty Boy)
I ain't even gotta exercise, my pockets but I'm skinny though (Dirty)
I ain't really got time for love, I can't argue with no silly ho (Lil' Dirty)
All I need is a hundred bands, bet I make me like fifty more (Yeah)
Sippin' on this codeine, hella bottles like liquor store (Yeah)
I just want me a freak bitch, turn my room into a freak show (Dirty)
I ain't had no handouts, I ain't had no cheat code (Yeah)
Plottin' on these niggas, now I'm balling out like a free throw (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Countin' up them hundreds, nigga, you know what we touching on (Yeah, Dirty Boy)
Niggas, they gon' hate on me but I know that is something wrong (Yeah)
I'm up in the trap with a bag tryna get it goin' (Yeah, Dirty)
I'm up in the trap, countin' cash, count that shit alone (Yeah)
All these damn juggs, yeah (Yeah), I need another phone (Dirty)
Hope up in that coupe, I might pull up with the ceiling gone (Yeah, Dirty Boy)
Wanna lick the rapper, yeah, my dick, that's what she sucking on (Yeah)
One thing that's for sure, nigga, is my patience short but the money long (Yeah)



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