Do no Wrong - Desire

Do no Wrong

Desire

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Lyric

(Desire for revenge)

(Bitch, haha!) Ha, ha, ha

Ha

New money, new cars, new hoes, new flows

She said, "Rino, baby, it's nothin' you could do wrong"

I'm sippin' on drank, my niggas up in that go zone

Stop callin' my phone, baby girl, you gotta hold on

Where you goin'? I'm right here

Diamonds shinin' like a chandelier

My double cup Wock', it's no beer

I'm keepin' that Glock, I can't fear

I'm higher than a motherfuckin' reindeer

Won't sip that drank if it's no seal

My cup real, I'm fuckin' her fast somewhere in the hills

New money, new cars, new clothes, new hoes

Ridin' in a Sedan like so fast, where the top go?

I do so many drugs so much, that's why my eyes low

Don't hit me 'bout a bitch, lil' bro, 'kay? That's not my ho

New money, new cars, new hoes, new flows

She said, "Rino, baby, it's nothin' you could do wrong"

I'm sippin' on drank, my niggas up in that go zone

Stop callin' my phone, baby girl, you gotta hold on

New money, new cars, new hoes, new flows

She said, "Rino, baby, it's nothin' you could do wrong"

I'm sippin' on drank, my niggas up in that go zone

Stop callin' my phone, baby girl, you gotta hold on

Got a Glock on me, I don't fear

Cartiers, they too clear

Sippin' Act', this ain't no beer

All of my bitches be top tier

She might not know me

But I know she a freak

Send the drop, baby, we could meet

Got Margielas on my feet

They callin' me the G.O.A.T

Just seen a bitch snort some coke

30 round XD, I'ma tote

Murder what she wrote

In Minnesota like Lil Boat

We is not gang, don't call me folks

After I fuck, I'ma just ghost

That's just how it goes

New seal, more Act', Hellcat, took off

(Bitch, haha!) Can't kick shit with you pussy-ass niggas, y'all too soft

Been sendin' niggas in the air like it's top golf

Don't need a bitch, just want the money, girl, I'm well off

Got a Glock on me, I don't fear

Cartiers, they too clear

Sippin' Act', this ain't no beer

All of my bitches be top tier

She might not know me

But I know she a freak

Send the drop, baby, we could meet

Got Margielas on my feet

They callin' me the G.O.A.T

Just seen a bitch snort some coke

30 round XD, I'ma tote

Murder what she wrote

In Minnesota like Lil Boat

We is not gang, don't call me folks

After I fuck, I'ma just ghost

That's just how it goes

- It's already the end -