Wrong (feat. Martin Khan & Louis Blac)

Everything I do is wrong, so let me love you right right Use to bite my ear 'n end up in fight night I mean over Over a likkle situation In quotation 'Think I'm running out of patience Uh For you baby, myself took a couple "L's" or two would you baby Truly, I ain't feel myself lately Baby, let me speak to you truly I want my own space I don't rent ova Soul lova Bring the heat closer Body shape, body bathe baby Getting used to fuckboys on your case baby Deux roses, je lui propose Ve rester mais je suis en colle Talk to me Ride for me Two lightksins tryna get on top of me Robbery When she pull up on me I see her jewelry No fooling me Had young nigga falling Stupidly Foolery She the type to do me wrong, I might even play along Get her vibing to my song, leave the lights turned on You were here and now you're gone I'm just scrolling through my phone Pictures of you in a thong 2016 You were my queen Baby don't leave You can cool and take a week Don't ask Get cash Brown skin That ass Dark skin Got class White girl Smoke grass Don't pass Champagne glass Let's toast Black class goals Put your glass up Put your glass up I'm really really into you Uhm, but I'm not goin lie I have a serious problem with the nature of your work Because you're constantly surrounded by woman And it crazy for me Like, I feel mad uncomfortable Like, Just the thought of it But jah, it is what it is I guess What are you doing later Don't ask Get cash Brown skin That ass Dark skin Got class White girl Smoke grass Don't pass Champagne glass Let's toast Black class goals Put your glass up Put your glass up