All Wrong Lyrics

You ain't my homie you not in my call log

He on a leashe don't make me let dog off

Pacc touchdown I'm gettin em all off

1 did me wrong and I cut em all off

You ain't my homie you not in my call log

He on a leashe don't make me let dog off

Pacc touchdown I'm gettin em all off

1 did me wrong and I cut em all off

Just because we friends on the book

I'm tellin you you got it all wrong

I'm tryin to score so I dove for the pylon

Make it to tha top and then put my guys on

I'm finna cop me another bike jus to have something to ride on

Now labels offering deals yeah for all of these beats that I ride on

Life to real nothin to lie on Heart of the lion of Zion No I ain't running or hiding

Yeah I be duckin em they tryin to find me

Just know that I keep some hittas behind me

Never lackin you know niggas be grimy

State on my bacc niggas know I been grindin

If we talkin bout pain I been put the time in

I need that money fuck fame and them diamonds Baby I'm hot so get used to tha climate

I move wit them dealers

I move wit them killas

I don't think that uu wonna try me

Don't make me take you to tuckahoe lake

You could get left like it's gilligaans island

Niggas actin greasy I'm finna fry em

They not wit tha gang these niggas be lying They throwing dirt on my name they be lying

I'm finna blow baby it's perfect timing

I'm in tha Spa niggas know where to find me

I kno I'm tha 🐐 they be tryin to be like me

Some they be hatin I know don't like me

My body move different ain't nobody like me I'm head

Goin straight for tha check like I'm Nike

God if I'm lying then strike me

You ain't my homie you not in my call log

He on a leashe don't make me let dog off

Pacc touchdown I'm gettin em all off

1 did me wrong and I cut em all off

You ain't my homie you not in my call log

He on a leashe don't make me let dog off

Pacc touchdown I'm gettin em all off

1 did me wrong and I cut em all off