Wass’ Wrong

[Intro : Chibz]

Yeah
Ladies & Gentlemans
We been clocking out
Hours
After hours
Overtime
Unpaid hours
And yet
You motherfuckin niggas still have the audacity to tell us
That y'all niggas ain't know what we doin' man
Fuck is wrong with you niggas?
Damn

[Hook 1 : Green Hypnotic] (4x)

What’s wrong with you niggas?

[Verse 1 : Green Hypnotic]

I gotta be the God o’ flows, i’m the illest
Maliciouz with the flow
Paintin’ pictures with my lyrics
Don’t compare me to these rappers
Overrated by the critics
What’s wrong with you niggas?
Y’all don’t really want no smoke with me
I don’t chase hoes, hoes always chase me
East Side LVL Zone 2 what it be?
Pardon my swag, check the ice though
Alpha got mе shining like a light pole
I invest my monеy
But i’m frugal with my money
The recession is coming is y’all ready though?
I don’t rap too fast, y’all think slow
All my opps : better lay low
Butterfly knife in the backpack though
If you care about yo’ wife, don’t ever try me
Come and try me
Come and try me
I’m the black DiCaprio to the mamis
I was messing around with a dir...(let's me chill, let's me chill)
I’m the realest to niggas who kept it grimey
Uh
Now these youngn’s ‘bout it
They don’t run, they squeeze
Pull up on yo’ block
Got no choice but to squeeze
Hate talkin’ ‘bout it, cuz i’m rockin’ with the g’s
But yo’ wife was never solid
She been for the streets, streets
What’s wrong with you niggas?
Am I too flamboyant and too raw?
Don’t know how to act, around me no more?
My aura got ‘em feeling a little bit too small?
Fuck how they feelin’, i’m really a rap star
I won’t dim my light for you niggas, so fuck y’all
Look I don’t hold no grudges man, I hold bitcoins
If yo’ label want to sign me, send 200 bitcoins
What's wrong with you niggas?
Whoo!

[Pre Hook : Chibz]

Fuck is wrong with you niggas
You niggas still had the audacity to act like you don't know who we are man
What's wrong with you niggas
What the double fuck
Is wrong with you niggas
Damn

[Hook 2 : Green Hypnotic]

What’s wrong with these niggas?
Talkin’ all crazy, all in my dms nigga
What’s wrong with these niggas?
I’m busy getting money
While you wifin’ these hoes my nigga
What’s wrong with these niggas?
Of course I fucked yo’ bitch on a late night
Then you went around tryna fucking wife that
Guess you really thought shorty wasn’t like that
Uh?
What’s wrong with you niggas?

[Verse 2]

Y’all don’t want smoke with Green, the young don
Man, I am what I am and that’s word to King Von
I’m finally at peace with myself, like Sean Don
I just want it all without losing my self though
Ballin’ til I fall like geranimo
Walkin’ on water, yeah the God is no joke
Why you playin’ with him, trust me that’s no-no
Yo-yo
Y’all don’t really want no smoke
When you’re not around yo’ wife singing no smoke
Can’t pull up on my block, I know the homies and the locs
I don’t bang and I don’t slang but all my youngn’s make ‘em guns go BLACK-A
PAH-PAH
Slidin’ on they opps like
PAH-PAH
Riding full speed goin’
PAH-PAH
Man don’t freeze, when the rounds be goin’
PAH-PAH
Damn
Everybody ‘round here got a piece b
Guess i’m the only one promoting peace b
But rest in piss
To every single rapper on my fucking blacklist
I don’t diss dead rappers, only bad rappers
Cuz bad rappers get better promotion
Got a mural in yo’ city
Nah, ain’t no comparison
If I sign to a label
I need all the promotion
Nigga what?
Fuck your crew
Fuck your manager, producer, yo’ bodyguard too
Mother fuck yo’ stats, nigga fuck yo’ plaques
Nigga fuck yo’ broad, she belongs to yo’ squad
Nigga fuck yo’ studio, fuck what you rep’
Nah fo’real dawg, fuck yo’ gang
Love yo’ block, nigga fuck yo’ chain
If you pull up on my block
They gon’ snatch yo’ chain

[Outro : Chibz]

Fuck is wrong with you niggas
What the double fuck is wrong with you niggas
Damn