Livin Wrong Lyrics

Ooh, baby, you know I drop hits

Pop shit, pop izm, cuz I got it

Yeah, I'ma need that guap Miss

Got no time if you always bein' obnoxious

I keep a chopstick to make a goon nervous

Told dat bitch to serve me like some room service

These niggas really be tricks, tryna poon purchase

Bitch I'm hella smooth like a balloon surface

I'm going up, so check the scoreboard

Yeah, I'm showin' up like a warlord

Walk around this motherfucker with artillery

Yeah, told the bitch I need the strips, but willingly

She wants to see a nigga win because she's feelin' me

Niggas haters, niggas snakes, niggas slithery

Ooh, baby, I can teach you lots of stuff

Real shit, I can boss you up

Ooh, yeah, you know I'm stayin' guaped up

Lil' baby wanna give me top when I pop up

Yeah, you know I'm stayin' guaped up

Lil' baby give me that neck when I pop up

I feel like all this competition, I be pissin' on

And these bitches know that my pimpin' strong

Real playa shit, yeah, I be frickin' on

Am I slippin' Tom? Have I been livin' wrong?

Yeah, and lil' baby lookin' fine too

Love don't cost a thing, yeah but mine do

So I'ma need a bag, I need that paper bitch

Yeah, you niggas on some hater shit

Yeah, I be hella sharp like how a razor gets

I be runnin' plays and takin' major risks

Yeah, I'm really on a mission to be major rich

Ooh yeah, bitch, I'm everything I say I'm is

Ooh, hella fly, handsome, and well-groomed

I'm tryna see more paper than a mailroom

You gotta go if you a phony, honey

Sir Tom, takin' only money

Ooh, yeah, you know I'm stayin' guaped up

Lil' baby wanna give me top when I pop up

Yeah, you know I'm stayin' guaped up

Lil' baby give me that neck when I pop up