Wrong One

[Chorus 1: Rittz]
Somebody shoulda told you I'm the one (wrong one)
All fun and games until you see me with the shotgun (shotgun)
Homie I'm the wrong one
The wrong one (wrong one)
Wrong one
Wrong one
Motherfucker I'm the wrong one
The wrong one (wrong one)
Wrong one
The wrong one
Motherfucker I'm the wrong one

[Verse 1: Bukshot]
Beating on my hundred round drum
Bullet in the head and these people go dumb
Seen a lot of fuckboy shit where I'm from
Backpack on and my uzi weighs a ton (weighs a ton)
Sick of talking, timе to pull it out and let it bang (bang)
Never been a punk I put that shit on еverything (thing)
Let 'em go
Squeeze the trigger leave 'em critical (cal)
They don't even know they're fucking with a criminal (nal)
Leave 'em in the river with the fish and crawdads
They will never say another word just like a ball-gag
Embrace conflict, always down for combat
Federal convict, bitch you better fall back
Ain't nobody playing with ya, better get the picture
Before the pump decides to roll just like a pack of critters
Spraying everything down like a fire hose
Leave these motherfuckers looking like a side-show

[Chorus 2: Rittz]
Somebody shoulda told you I'm the one
Fuck around and you already know the outcome
All fun and games until you see me with the shotgun
And get to bucking on 'em fuck it if the law come
Homie I'm the wrong one
The wrong one
Man you fucking with the wrong one
The wrong one
Motherfucker I'm the wrong one
The wrong one
Fuck around and you'll be long gone, long gone
Better tell 'em I'm the wrong one

[Verse 2: Bukshot]
I'mma dreadnought
You're a tugboat
Do not trust me, I'm a cutthroat
You're a little fish, I'm a mako
I'm a Sith Lord I can make your brains float
I could fit a Mossberg pump under my trenchcoat
Other rappers hate and call me wack, I've been dope
Lately I've been happy but it's time to switch though
Angry at the world, fuck you and your kinfolk
The Hellion, come join the rebellion (the rebellion)
Take your medicine, invade you with some aliens (some aliens)
Got the sawed off for bitches trynna pop off (pop off)
Throw the molotov, run before the cop's called (called)
You could run up on me but I'll put you down
Will never see me on the surface cause I'm underground
Got the heat and got the pool about to lose my cool
Bucking like a bull with rage and you're expendable

[Chorus 2: Rittz]
Somebody shoulda told you I'm the one
Fuck around and you already know the outcome
All fun and games until you see me with the shotgun
And get to bucking on 'em fuck it if the law come
Homie I'm the wrong one
The wrong one
Man you fucking with the wrong one
The wrong one
Motherfucker I'm the wrong one
The wrong one
Fuck around and you'll be long gone, long gone
Better tell 'em I'm the wrong one (wrong one)