Ice Berg - The Wrong One lyrics
rate me[Hook]
I call it a party, it’s women and marijuana
I ain’t tryina have no problem, but I ain’t scared of no drama
I swear I’m loving the vibe, so please don’t try to kill it
If you ain’t ready to ride, then mind your fucking business
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
Just know I am the shit, and ahm
You might as well just call it quits
Cause I’ma fuck with your boo, yeah
And I know you mad as fuck, I’m winning fool
Oh, but I can’t live my life, when I stunt I don’t even try
Nigga it’s just my life, you think I’ma quit, lick 9
Try something it’s click click 5,
Nigga fell me though, my eyes they will kill me for
The mind got a real deep glow, don’t get me wrong
But you might not fit in this zone,
If your chips ain’t quit this long
My cash retarded, and my weed be astronomic
And most of the girls I fuck don’t ask for much
But pass the chronic
And I know that the maine ones hating
It’s the main ones at the bottom
Steady worrying bout what I’m making
When they ass ain’t got a dollar, I’m sorry
[Hook]
I call it a party, it’s women and marijuana
I ain’t tryina have no problem, but I ain’t scared of no drama
I swear I’m loving the vibe, so please don’t try to kill it
If you ain’t ready to ride, then mind your fucking business
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
Anybody wanna motherfucking die, come see I
Me, I, bb nigga, that’s right, still rocking these wings nigga
I got a glock 45 that I just got extended
I got a splat with a really nice engine
I got a sleep that’s with things
Now that bitch spit funny, and some jeans that will get out and hit you
I’m talking anytime, anywhere
If this bitch jam, fuck it, we ride with a spare
Live house bitch, I’m tied to myself
Live house bitch, come fly with the real
They hate me and my team is winning this race
You play is gonn be some kill in the day
I hope that you don’t get in the way
Of these killers that’s getting that cake
I go so hard, I can’t sleep and when I do
Probably dreaming bout my bread, hoe
I wake up, hit the streets, with a waist full of heat
On the hunt for them all green dead folks
I turn up, real talk, these hoes gonna need ear plugs for real
I’m in the cut, me and my dogs
Just imagine when we gonna get us a couple millions
[Hook]
I call it a party, it’s women and marijuana
I ain’t tryina have no problem, but I ain’t scared of no drama
I swear I’m loving the vibe, so please don’t try to kill it
If you ain’t ready to ride, then mind your fucking business
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with
I’m the wrong one to fuck with.
