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Right Or Wrong
1,906
Hip-Hop/Rap
Right Or Wrong was released on February 12, 2022 by Hothead1300 as a part of the album Right Or Wrong - Single
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Release DateFebruary 12, 2022
LabelHothead1300
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hothead1300
Hothead1300
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hothead1300
Hothead1300
Songwriter

Lyrics

Rather they right or they wrong
Im gon ride with my **** miss my **** thats gone
I'm gon slide for you so just watch over me and live on
Shorty hot now, we don't listen they keep yelling we wrong
And em **** steady clicking, Hotnem good on our own
We could win or we lose
I'm still ridin' with my ****, ain't no pickings, so choose
And i can't fuck with you I know you ain't gon squeeze on that tool
If you got a better buster, you pull up you don't snooze
I be in the trenches you can catch me out there daily
Swear I miss my ****, they the reason I go crazy
And it's one on top, my shit will never be on safety
Caught a **** lackin', we been wildin out here lately
And I keep my glizzy ****, if he out get busy with em
Wooski in that cut with Duck and they gone let that glizzy hit em
God be on they side I know sum demons that uh still hit em
Tay he lossed his mind he got dismissed, so he got will with him
Got the same pain so i noticed how to deal with em
And we bleed the same, I was always on that field with em
1300 make me, they go drill, then I'm gon drill with em
Posted with em **** we come through you gettin killed with em
Rather they right or they wrong
Im gon ride with my **** miss my **** thats gone
I'm gon slide for you so just watch over me and live on
Shorty hot now, we don't listen they keep yelling we wrong
And em **** steady clicking, Hotnem good on our own
We could win or we lose
I'm still ridin' with my ****, ain't no pickings, so choose
And i can't fuck with you I know you ain't gon squeeze on that tool
If you got a better buster, you pull up you don't snooze
So high of you dead mans I think I threw the rakes up
Wanna buy some real fast, incase the Jakes they wanna chace us
Wish that I can hear the twins laugh, for them tat my face up
And there ain't no point in cryin, fuck the game, just tat my face up
Shorty's not gon dress now, pop a **** head now
Know you felt that pain, you wish yo **** wasn't dead now
When you hear these lyrics, you remember what I said now
Hotnem got some match, and we gon come thru pop off every round
**** talkin' bout check the score, but we was led to letdown
Now we play with .223s, just call them bitches fed rounds
When we find that lo' lo', we gon show yo ass unfair rounds
When I spark this wood and take a pop, that's how yo dead sounds
Bitch we walkin up, this 40 buck, that's how that lead sound
In the squad I trust, don't test your luck, and douple dip clown
Come get on with us, them glizzy bust, made **** stand down
If my **** with it, then I'm with it, ain't no way around
Rather they right or they wrong
Im gon ride with my **** miss my **** thats gone
I'm gon slide for you so just watch over me and live on
Shorty hot now, we don't listen they keep yelling we wrong
And em **** steady clicking, Hotnem good on our own
We could win or we lose
I'm still ridin' with my ****, ain't no pickings, so choose
And i can't fuck with you I know you ain't gon squeeze on that tool
If you got a better buster, you pull up you don't snooze
Written by: Hothead1300
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