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Wrong guys (feat. Cleff1k)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Wrong guys (feat. Cleff1k) was released on December 3, 2025 by R.B.T Lifestyle as a part of the album Wrong guys (feat. Cleff1k) - Single
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Release DateDecember 3, 2025
LabelR.B.T Lifestyle
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM98

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kimari Walker
Kimari Walker
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cleff1k
Cleff1k
Songwriter
Kimari Walker
Kimari Walker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kimari Walker
Kimari Walker
Producer

Lyrics

K
Baow
When it come to making bread
**** we the first ones
Know I hang around hotheads
We the worst ones
Ain't no savin with no drugs ****
It's a first come
I ain't bussing out that second pack
Till the first done
Bitch keep saying
Can I pay for nails?
She the worst dumb
Picked up the green then I put it down
Ain't leave me on slush
You could trust I hit feins now
It could be a rush
Ain't no mo but I could find some mo
If the fee enough
It's a trap so hit the team
That's only if you need the work
Serving needs with good intention
Got the drugs with me in church
Hit you late and tax too much
Swear that's the plug who be the worst
She get too wet for that money
Say my bankroll having girth
Only round me for the liquor
With me can't go on a yacht
Started counting police stopped
And said it's way too many shots
G-G-G I got a stutter
Cuz it's way too many Glocks
It's a stove but ain't enough cuz
We got way too many pots
Go
03MM
And this clip could hold a hunnid
But that's way too many shots
Out the state in NYC
But we got way too many knocks
And the team full of star players
Way too many jocks
Why the plug keep dropping bales
Like he got way too many crops
We could clean up any mess
The gang got way too many mops
P gon globalize the trap
Till we got too many shops
Y'all boys finna go extinct
Cuz y'all got way too many opps
Four been fucking up the bookie
He got way too many locks
I been fucking up the trap
Cuz I got way too many heads
I'm making play after play
I make way too many bands
Better trust it ain't safe
If you playing with my kin
Hitting licks hitting plays
Got me walking round with 10
In your face I'll throw this shit
This really ain't shit
Every Tuesday I move a hunnid bowls
Like I be doing deals
Every Wednesday it is hump day
Gotta fuck her off the pills
On my momma you buss yo steel
I'm bussin with you
Headshots to all the fuck ****
With a issue
I done ran up over 50k
Without a issue
Making money is my fucking hobby
And my job
Trap kill and rob
What my **** do on the five
Hood hot as fuck
Cfour got them boys outside
But I still ride with my pole
Fuck how it go
Rather get caught with it then
Without it that's just how it goes
I'm really bout my paper
All B's fuck the honor roll
I'm RBT 1000
Fuck being a hunnid bro
And **** fake as fuck
Claiming they was a hunnid tho
Aye locked up in that cell
Still kept it a hunnid tho
And I was still making hunnids
On that good dope
Commissary bags really worth
A bank note
Shout out Keith and Kim
They really helped a **** stay on
Written by: Cleff Librun, Kimari Walker
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