Do No Wrong

(Yo, Sean, you fuckin' 'em up on this one) Yeah, I been in my zone (zone) Ridin' with this pistol, nigga, 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, nigga, 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, 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 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 Check come in so fast today I might mix the '42, I chase it with Lemonade Outside with my niggas, 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 and I trust Mm-hm, I know that shit make my heart rate up Mm-hm, McLaren 720, lift it up Mm-hm, when I'm noddin' please don't call my phone Yeah, yeah I been in my zone (zone) Ridin' with this pistol, nigga, 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, 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 Once you get your bag up (yeah), then they gon' respect you (yeah) (yeah, yeah, yeah) Ridin' dirty, sippin' dirty with that .30 I'm a big phoenix, I been workin' since a birdie With a bad bitch, suck my dick like a Slurpee Tell that 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 Huh, bitch, I won't give in, Cartier my lens (woo) Live this life of sin, bitch, this Oomp's revenge And I'm 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 (Big 14) I been in my zone (zone) Ridin' with this pistol, nigga, 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, 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 Once you get your bag up (yeah), then they gon' respect you (yeah)