SoBeKnown - WRONG

Bitch I'm with the gang
Droppin' the top let it spray
Hollow bullets hit his face
I'm sippin' on drank, easter pink
I'm prayin' to god I make it today
Bitch I'm with the gang
Doin' this shit everyday
Laughin' my way to the bank
Remember the name, SBK
All of my brothers are goin' insane
Bitch I'm with the gang
Droppin' the top let it spray
Hollow bullets hit his face
I'm sippin' on drank, easter pink
I'm prayin' to god I make it today
Bitch I'm with the gang
Doin' this shit everyday
Laughin' my way to the bank
Remember the name, SBK
All of my brothers are goin' insane

You runnin' to nothin'
Pull up to house and we fuckin
Look at that bitch, yeah she blushin'
White lines that we bumpin
Smokin good kush, yeah we pumpin
Tune into SBK got bitches krumpin'
From nothin' to somethin'
Call me a king n we fuckin
Stayin at chain's cause reactions are bumpin'
Got all our hater's they shittin' but jumpin
Talk to me boy cause you look like you frontin'
Fuck a street pack got me runnin'
The streets are for runnin'
Found yo bitch posted I'm comin'
Styled up bitch got me stunnin'
There ain't no way that we bluffin'
Fuck with my flauntin'
Shine the lights on me
Not trippin' on shit because thinkin' of you is a hobby
I got knives on me
Let's pull up to Vegas I'm winnin' it good money on me

Bitch I'm with the gang
Droppin' the top let it spray
Hollow bullets hit his face
I'm sippin' on drank, easter pink
I'm prayin' to god I make it today
Bitch I'm with the gang
Doin' this shit everyday
Laughin' my way to the bank
Remember the name, SBK
All of my brothers are goin' insane
Bitch I'm with the gang
Droppin' the top let it spray
Hollow bullets hit his face
I'm sippin' on drank, easter pink
I'm prayin' to god I make it today
Bitch I'm with the gang
Doin' this shit everyday
Laughin' my way to the bank
Remember the name, SBK
All of my brothers are goin' insane

Steppin' outside just to do cocaine
Baby I don't even know your name
I'm skirtin' off in a new M8
Everybody call me Bruce Wayne
Yeah I'm finna laugh to the bank
These bullets they eating your face
And I don't really mean, yeah, to be that guy
But its givin' minimum wage
Bitch please get out of the way
Hop in the booth and I'm going insane
All on my dick didn't know you were gay
Bullets they fly and they eatin' yo, Wait
I'm gonna wait
These bullets they fly and they hittin' you too
There ain't gon' be nothin' else left to say
They flying on purpose we aim at your tooth

Written by:
Kainoa Kukahiko, Ruben Munoz, Tristan Ylagen

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