Do No Wrong (feat. Trippie Redd & PnB Rock)

(Yo Sean, you fuckin' them up on this one)

Yeah, I been in my zone (Zone)

Ridin' with this pistol, ****, this ain't what you want (Want)

I been with them killers, sippin' lean, this ain't Patron ('Tron)

I can drop a check right on your head and get you gone (Grrt)

Yeah, yeah

I been in my zone (Zone)

Ridin' with this pistol, ****, this ain't what you want (Want)

I been with them killers, sippin' lean, this ain't Patron ('Tron)

I can drop a check right on your head and get you gone (Grrt)

Demons take your soul (Yeah), yeah, my bitches on go (Go)

For this Birkin bag, yeah, she gon' touch her toes (Toes)

We ain't never mad, gotta fly across the globe (Yeah)

That's just what that check do (Check do)

Once you get your bag up (Yeah), then they gon' respect you (Yeah)

I like her demeanor, yeah, I like my bitches meaner, uh

Can't even get them racks up, that's Venus and Serena

You see these diamonds clean up, ooh, my bitch drive a 2021

Boy, you actin' mad 'cause you drive a Kia

I'm in my bag, bag, bag, your racks sad today

Checks come in so fast today

I might mix the '42, I chase it with Lemonade

Outside with my ****, we don't give a fuck

Keep a .40 in the Louis bag, I seen some demons I can't trust

Mm-hm, drugs all in my system that I trust

Mm-hm, I know that shit make my heartrate up

Mm-hm, McLaren 720, lift it up

Mm-hm, when I'm down, please don't call my phone

Yeah, yeah, I been in my zone (Zone)

Ridin' with this pistol, ****, this ain't what you want (Want)

I been with them killers, sippin' lean, this ain't Patron ('Tron)

I can drop a check right on your head and get you gone (Grrt)

Demons take your soul (Yeah), yeah, my bitches on go (Go)

For this Birkin bag, yeah, she gon' touch her toes (Toes)

We ain't never mad, gotta fly across the globe (Yeah)

That's just what that check do (Check do)

Once you get your bag up (Yeah), then they gon' respect you (Yeah)

Ridin' dirty, sippin' dirty with that .30

I'm a big phoenix, I been working since a birdie

With a bad bitch, suck my dick like a slurpee

Bitch, I'm tired of the damn games, ain't no Kirby

Say you love me, but you so concerned in tryna hurt me

Tryna torture my heart, kill me slowly but surely

Bitch, I won't give in, Cartier my lens (Woo)

Live this life of sin, bitch, this Oomp's revenge

And lovin' that, baby, where you goin'? I need some of that

I just got a gig for five-hundred racks

That's enough to make a bitch sit and do jumpin' jacks

Told her Rey Mysterio, lil' bitch, I'ma jump on that

I been in my zone (Zone)

Ridin' with this pistol, ****, this ain't what you want (Want)

I been with them killers, sippin' lean, this ain't Patron ('Tron)

I can drop a check right on your head and get you gone (Grrt)

Demons take your soul (Yeah), yeah, my bitches on go (Go)

For this Birkin bag, yeah, she gon' touch her toes (Toes)

We ain't never mad, gotta fly across the globe (Yeah)

That's just what that check do (Check do)

Once you get your bag up (Yeah), then they gon' respect you (Yeah)