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Wrong Plates

Hip-Hop/Rap

Wrong Plates adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak BungeeKid Records Inc tarafından 20 Ağustos 2022 tarihinde yayınlandıWrong Plates - Single

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AlbümWrong Plates - Single

Çıkış Tarihi20 Ağustos 2022

FirmaBungeeKid Records Inc

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM80

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

BungeeKid

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

William Lewis

Songwriter

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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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