Artist: ScHoolboy Q f/ Lance Skiiiwalker
Album:  Blank Face LP
Song:   Kno Ya Wrong
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: ScHoolboy Q]
Huh, hey
Know you're wrong, ooh-wah
Hey, know you're wrong, ooh-wah
Niggas always wanna call you
Talkin' 'bout what they need (what they need)
Huh, huh
Know you're wrong, know you're wrong, ooh-wah

[ScHoolboy Q]
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, oooh yeah
Days prayin' on my knees, huh, yeah
We made it from the feet, huh, yeah
Then this leech came along
Know you're wrong, ooh-wah
Hah, huh
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 meeee... yeah
Know you're wrong, ooh-wah
Mm, 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 askin' more than my moms, try corruptin' my mind
Let's do some work with them rhymes
When I was broke, you was gone, know you're wrong, ooh-wah...
Hey, know you're wrong, ooh-wah...

{*beat changes*}

[Interlude: Lance Skiiiwalker]
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 feel
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 feel
Say, girl jump in my bank account (so)
So I can deposit you (two)
I'm goin' through withdrawals (three)
And I can't afford to lose (so)
Say girl jump in my bank account (so)
So I can deposit you (two)
I'm goin' through withdrawals (three)
And I can't afford to lose... oohhh, hey...

[ScHoolboy Q]
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
And plus you rockin' with the big dog, I need my bread like it's the 5th floor
Lil 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 looose, looose...

[Lance Skiiiwalker]
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 your wheel
While you play with the vice