Kno Ya Wrong [explicit] Lyrics - Schoolboy Q

Know you're wrong, ooh 

Hey, know you're wrong, ooh 

These, all they wanna call you talkin' 'bout what they need 

Know you're wrong, know you're wrong, oh 

All I hear, "Gimme, gimme" 

When y'all was sleepin', who was workin' with me 

But want these benefits and tour the city 

Leechin', won't you find your titty 

Know you're wrong, know you're wrong, ooh yeah 

Days prayin' on my knees 

We made it from the feet, yeah 

Then this leech came along 

Know you're wrong, oh 

You want me do the work, then you live off my life 

Know you're wrong, huh 

Say you got my back but revealin' snake eyes 

Know you're wrong, huh 

When I was doin' bad, wasn't textin' my phone 

Know you're wrong 

Oh now you wonder what, what 

What you wonder? Huh 

Call me, yeah 

Know you're wrong, oh 

Rappin' my ass off, nigga 

You're tryna blur my picture 

Want me down there with you 

Tryna blow my high 

You wanna steer my drive 

You ask for more than my moms 

Try corruptin' my mind 

Do some work with them rhymes 

When I was broke, you was gone 

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Know you're wrong, oh I 

Know you're wrong, oh I 

Say words can't express what you do for me when you appear 

And don't be blind to see my love is the punch you shouldn't fear 

Say words can't express what you do for me when you appear 

And don't be blind to see my love is the punch you shouldn't fear 

Say girl jump in my bank account 

So I can deposit you 

I'm goin' through withdrawals 

And I can't afford to lose 

Say girl jump in my bank account 

So I can deposit you 

I'm goin' through withdraws 

And I can't afford to lose 

Photos 

Plasma my TV screen 

Hope I go out like BB King 

The front row, they cheer for God 

I'm sold out on everything 

Last night, it was a dream 

Thinkin' 'bout you in the worst way 

I need your cake like it's your birthday 

I'm tryna be in front the TIME page 

Yeah she rockin' with the big dog 

I need my bread like it's the 5th floor 

Little lettuce, slice of cheese, sucka please 

What it's hittin' for 

Let's split the middle like a Philly roll 

I get a half, you get a half 

Fuck up some commas, I'm a nympho 

I'm goin' in just like a dimple 

Shots of Patrón to the temple 

Collard greens, I stay givin' thanks 

Deposit your love, we gon' flood the bank 

Wish away, never lose 

Lose 

Now what we do be up to you, baby 

Keep you up past your curfew, lady 

Then drive you home with some drive through dome, baby 

Keep you out tonight, drinks on, lady 

Now what we do be up to you, baby 

Keep you up past your curfew, lady 

Then drive you home with some drive through dome, baby 

Keep you out tonight, drinks on, lady 

No sacrifice 

Girl, just bein' precise 

With my hands on the wheel 

While you plant the device