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Wrong Plates
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wrong Plates은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2022년 8월 20일일에 BungeeKid Records Inc에서 발매되었습니다.Wrong Plates - Single
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발매일2022년 8월 20일
라벨BungeeKid Records Inc
언어English
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실연 아티스트
BungeeKid
BungeeKid
실연자
작곡 및 작사
William Lewis
William Lewis
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Wrong Plates
By BungeeKid
Learn a lesson; thank god that’s a blessing
It ain’t gonna happen if you do all of that stressin
Read the paper take a message
Cause I ain’t smith or wessen
And I ain’t never met em so you quit all of that pressin
Yeah I had my time doin dirt it was depressin
Cop whip passed while I was loadin up the reverend
He ain’t stop I did the cross and kept the boat steppin
Impala 08 ridin low on tricked suspension
Don’t know when to stop my luck I keep testin
Road dog on my side poppin off on new dimensions
Got his eyes crossed man he think he found heaven
Ain’t finish what we had we was goin back for seconds
Bad tags No Ls no way I’m postin bail
I must’ve been with god half the time was high as hell
Movin cross states had the wrong plates
Walkin through the hood at Popeyes I had to wait
Bad tags No Ls no way I’m postin bail
I must’ve been with god half the time was high as hell
Movin cross states had the wrong plates
Walkin through the hood at Popeyes I had to wait
Home boy whipped the corner I ain’t even buy no chicken
Police walkin in no way I ain’t look suspicious
Kept my head down cause I knew my clock was ticking
Cooks peeppin in the slits trynna watch through the kitchen
Like I was in class bouta go to detention
Trynna get the stuff that turn a man to a legend
OG hit my phone said right now he pullin up
Risky with the game nearly cost me a feasant
Crazy how they play you when they know you now the deal
Listen to your elders they gone always keep it real
A lot of people fake you can tell just by the feel
Listen to your gut cause it do more than take a meal
Make a move take yo turn treat it like a game
Work tomorrow get some cash throw it all away
Didn’t matter what it meant it was goin down
Take a hit hear the bells but you don’t make a sound
Bad tags No Ls no way I’m postin bail
I must’ve been with god half the time was high as hell
Movin cross states had the wrong plates
Walkin through the hood at Popeyes I had to wait
Bad tags No Ls no way I’m postin bail
I must’ve been with god half the time was high as hell
Movin cross states had the wrong plates
Walkin through the hood at Popeyes I had to wait
Had a couple run ins with the ops but nothing serious
Lady cop found some dope but act like she ain’t seein it
Pat me down and everything I guess she let me keep the shit
Respectful with my tone she just booked me with a fee n dipped
Learn a lesson; thank god that’s a blessing
It ain’t gonna happen if you do all of that stressin
Read the paper take a message
Cause I ain’t smith or wessen
And I ain’t never met em so you quit all of that pressin
Yeah I had my time doin dirt it was depressin
Cop whip passed while I was loadin up the reverend
He ain’t stop I did the cross and kept the boat steppin
Impala 08 ridin low on tricked suspension
Don’t know when to stop my luck I keep testin
Road dog on my side poppin off on new dimensions
Got his eyes crossed man he think he found heaven
Ain’t finish what we had we was goin back for seconds
Bad tags No Ls no way I’m postin bail
I must’ve been with god half the time was high as hell
Movin cross states had the wrong plates
Walkin through the hood at Popeyes I had to wait
Learn a lesson; thank god that’s a blessing
It ain’t gonna happen if you do all of that stressin
Read the paper take a message
Cause I ain’t smith or wessen
And I ain’t never met em so you quit all of that pressin
Yeah I had my time doin dirt it was depressin
Cop whip passed while I was loadin up the reverend
He ain’t stop I did the cross and kept the boat steppin
Impala 08 ridin low on tricked suspension
Don’t know when to stop my luck I keep testin
Road dog on my side poppin off on new dimensions
Got his eyes crossed man he think he found heaven
Ain’t finish what we had we was goin back for seconds
Written by: William Lewis
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