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Wrong Ones
69
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wrong Ones was released on May 2, 2025 by Atlantic Records UK as a part of the album Keep The Change
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Release DateMay 2, 2025
LabelAtlantic Records UK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Youngs Teflon
Youngs Teflon
Vocals
BigBubbs
BigBubbs
Programming
LouisAura
LouisAura
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jimi Aseru
Jimi Aseru
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RP9
RP9
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer
BigBubbs
BigBubbs
Producer
LouisAura
LouisAura
Producer

Lyrics

Your friend might kill your other friend, that's where I come from
You gotta watch the back door and watch the front one
It's cold and he's paranoid, he got it in his long johns
I swear I grew up with the wrong ones
But from the first to the first, I ain't a bird, but I'm gon' fly
Hoodie up or the bow tie
I flipped my old money, told you that the hustlers don't die
I'm smoking dope, taking boat rides
I'm like Nicky in Casino, poker on me with the poke face
I made them drinks that you don't chase
I got snipers on the roof, taking jobs that you won't take
They're tryna ring it till the phone breaks
MasterChef on the stove, we whip the oil with the coke base
The cat said it had a GOAT taste
How you playing with your nose? You a snowflake
This that snowfall like one that numb your whole face
Your friend might kill your other friend, that's where I come from
You gotta watch the back door and watch the front one
It's cold and he's paranoid, he got it in his long johns
I swear I grew up with the wrong ones
But from the first to the first, I ain't a bird, but I'm gon' fly
Hoodie up or the bow tie
I flipped my old money, told you that the hustlers don't die
I'm smoking dope, taking boat rides
See, I've been holding on this pain for too long
Just let me go so I can fly with the breeze
And more time, I'm going road on my own
Ain't got no time but I got time on my sleeve
But I'ma get it any way that I know how
Double up and show my bro how
Remember we used to watch The Wire, we was bagging up a snow pile
Powder envelope, that's a snow file
Your friend might kill your other friend, that's where I come from
You gotta watch the back door and watch the front one
It's cold and he's paranoid, he got it in his long johns
I swear I grew up with the wrong ones
But from the first to the first, I ain't a bird, but I'm gon' fly
Hoodie up or the bow tie
I flipped my old money, told you that the hustlers don't die
I'm smoking dope, taking boat rides
See, I've been holding on this pain for too long
Just let me go so I can fly with the breeze
And more time, I'm going road on my own
Ain't got no time but I got time on my sleeve
But I'ma get it any way that I know how
Double up and show my bro how
Remember we used to watch The Wire, we was bagging up a snow pile
Powder envelope, that's a snow file
Written by: Jimi Aseru
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