I'm gonna let you, I'm gonna let you say you don't care who you are Hey, you know you're wrong, whoa These always wanna call you, talkin' bout what they need Know you're wrong, know you're wrong, whoa All I hear, gimme, gimme When y'all was sleepin', who was workin' with me? I want these benefits and tour the city Leechin', won't you find your titty? Know you're wrong, know you're wrong, whoa Days prayin' on my knees We made it from defeat Then this leech came along Know you're wrong, whoa You want me to do the work and you live off my life Know you're wrong, huh Say you got my back, but revealing snake eyes Know you're wrong, huh When I was doin' bad, wasn't textin' my phone Know you're wrong Oh, now you wonder what, what you wanna, huh Call me Yeah Know you're wrong, whoa Wrappin' my ass off, nigga You tryna blur my picture Want me down there with ya Tryna blow my high You wanna steer my drive You actin' more than my mom Tryin' corruptin' my mind Let's do some work with them pounds When I was broke, you was gone Know you're wrong, whoa Know you're wrong, whoa Know you're wrong, whoa Say, words can't express What you do for me when you appear And don't be blind to see My love is the part you shouldn't feel Say, words can't express What you do for me when you appear And don't be blind to see My love is the part you shouldn't feel Say, girl, jump in my bank account So, so I can deposit you I'm goin' through withdrawals And I can't afford to lose So, girl, jump in my bank account So, so I can deposit you I'm goin' through withdrawals And I can't afford to lose So, so I can deposit you I'm goin' through withdrawals And I can't afford to lose So, so I can deposit you Plasma, my TV screen Hope I go out like BB King The front row, they cheer for God I'm sold out on everything Last night, it was a dream Thinkin' bout you in the worst ways I need your cake like it's your birthday I'm tryna be in front the time page And bless you, I go with the big dog I need my bread like it's the fifth floor Little lettuce, slice of cheese Sucker, please, what is it for? Let's split the middle like a Philly roll I get a half, you get a half I got some commas, I'm an info I'm goin' in just like a dimple Shots of Patron to the tempo Call up greens, I'll stay givin' thanks Deposit your love, we gon' flood the banks Push your weight, never move Now what we do, be up to you, baby Keep you up, cause y'all can't feel it Then drive you home with some glass through dome, baby Keep you out, till life is all in Now what we do, be up to you, baby Keep you up, cause y'all can't feel it Then drive you home with some glass through dome, baby Keep you out, till life is all in Now what we do, be up to you, baby No sacrifice Because we's bein' precise With my hands on the wheel While you play with the vice