Ice Berg - The Wrong One lyrics

[Hook] I call it a party, it's women and marijuana I ain't tryina have no problem, but I ain't scared of no drama I swear I'm loving the vibe, so please don't try to k** it If you ain't ready to ride, then mind your f**ing business I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with Just know I am the sh**, and ahm You might as well just call it quits Cause I'ma f** with your boo, yeah And I know you mad as f**, I'm winning fool Oh, but I can't live my life, when I stunt I don't even try n***a it's just my life, you think I'ma quit, lick 9 sponsored links Try something it's click click 5, n***a fell me though, my eyes they will k** me for The mind got a real deep glow, don't get me wrong But you might not fit in this zone, If your chips ain't quit this long My cash retarded, and my weed be astronomic And most of the girls I f** don't ask for much But pa** the chronic And I know that the maine ones hating It's the main ones at the bottom Steady worrying bout what I'm making When they a** ain't got a dollar, I'm sorry [Hook] I call it a party, it's women and marijuana I ain't tryina have no problem, but I ain't scared of no drama I swear I'm loving the vibe, so please don't try to k** it If you ain't ready to ride, then mind your f**ing business I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with Anybody wanna motherf**ing die, come see I Me, I, bb n***a, that's right, still rocking these wings n***a I got a glock 45 that I just got extended I got a splat with a really nice engine I got a sleep that's with things Now that b**h spit funny, and some jeans that will get out and hit you I'm talking anytime, anywhere If this b**h jam, f** it, we ride with a spare Live house b**h, I'm tied to myself Live house b**h, come fly with the real They hate me and my team is winning this race You play is gonn be some k** in the day I hope that you don't get in the way Of these k**ers that's getting that cake I go so hard, I can't sleep and when I do Probably dreaming bout my bread, hoe I wake up, hit the streets, with a waist full of heat On the hunt for them all green dead folks I turn up, real talk, these hoes gonna need ear plugs for real I'm in the cut, me and my dogs Just imagine when we gonna get us a couple millions [Hook] I call it a party, it's women and marijuana I ain't tryina have no problem, but I ain't scared of no drama I swear I'm loving the vibe, so please don't try to k** it If you ain't ready to ride, then mind your f**ing business I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with I'm the wrong one to f** with.