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dead wrong - tylo $mith lyrics

[intro]
whoa, whoa (whoa)

[chorus]
i can’t ever trust no b*tch (nah)
but she trust me cuz i said so
if my n*ggas see a op fire off now it’s red rum
that b*tch up in my bed (bed)
wildin’ out just like a bed bug (whoa)
demons in my head got me trippin’, slippin’ dead wrong (yeah)
whoa, whoa
i can’t ever trust no b*tch
but she trust me cuz i said so
if my n*ggas see a op fire off now it’s red rum
that b*tch up in my bed (bed)
wildin’ out just like a bed bug (yeah)
demons in my head got me trippin, slippin dead wrong

[verse]
b*tch don’t worry bout my whip
(bout to cop the bentley peanut color)
i been stingy with my grip
(clean a n*gga i don’t need a butler)
triple syrup, double cup
(if they ask i say it’s robitussin)
no her ass ain’t fat enough
(but her titties look like big ol’ pumpkins whoa, whoa)
you should take advice from me
money only vice to me
i can’t risk my life on hoes (yeah)
but these n*ggas gon’ compete
i would rather feed my bro’s (bro’s)
jewelry water like the sea (sea)
get to close you might not see (no)
nice to meet but my red dot got you beat
n*gga thinkin’ he a star (no)
what you flexin’ not yo car (yeah)
what you step in not yo crib (crib)
all i do is raise my grip (yeah)
when i drink i cannot sip (nah)
i been gettin’ checks i get no mix (mix)
it look like i sold my soul
signed right next to triple six (sick)
like my money like my b*tch
always triple extra thick
all my n*ggas keep that stick (stick)
so i never pull the trig (no)
in the field i ain’t gon go (no)
i just chill behind the scene (yeah)
sit right back and run the show (yeah)
like i’m quentin tarantin’
[chorus]
i can’t ever trust no b*tch
if my n*ggas see a op fire off now it’s red rum
that b*tch up in my bed (bed)
wildin’ out just like a bed bug
demons in my head got me trippin, slippin dead wrong
i can’t ever trust no b*tch
but she trust me cuz i said so
if my n*ggas see a op fire off now it’s red rum
that b*tch up in my bed (bed)
wildin’ out just like a bed bug (yeah)
demons in my head got me trippin’, slippin’ dead wrong
(slip, slip)

- tylo mith lyrics

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