Future - What's wrong lyrics
[INTRO] I Can't answer questions for these fake a** n***as I'm not about to tweet all you fake motherf**ers Comment on instagram you b**hes [Hook] What the f** wrong with these n***as You love these hoes more than you love money These n***as mad dat I'm stuntin' What the f** wrong with these n***as I went to space and they felt left I Guess you broke and you need help What the f** wrong with these n***as We turning up and they turning down We smoking kush and by the pound What the f** wrong with these n***as Yeen smashing models like us Ain't popping bottles like us Ain't getting money like us What the f** wrong with these n***as [VERSE 1] I'm outta I Told you in was in pluto My wallet chain by prada and my pockets on a sumo Let me find out you cuffin hoes, we trippin off one blunt My dawg I bought a bunch of smoke The ferarri suicidal I done blowed out the brain She exotic she got a body put her on a plane You can have her man I dont want her she just came from spain I just made a movie and took a green card back again I Just went back to the dealership bought another benz I had to order that 65 beore it come in I'm new millenium, maserati trucks of course We came from nothing, we grinded up and jumped off the porch [Hook] What the f** wrong with these n***as You love these hoes more than you love money These n***as mad dat I'm stuntin' What the f** wrong with these n***as I went to space and they felt left I Guess you broke and you need help What the f** wrong with these n***as We turning up and they turning down We smoking kush and by the pound What the f** wrong with these n***as Yeen smashing models like us Ain't popping bottles like us Ain't getting money like us What the f** wrong with these n***as [VERSE 2] My Shoes (What Dem Is) They Made By YSL My Lil Boo (Aye What She In) She Stay In That Chanel Whats wrong with you, I'm getting money can't you tell They so confused, Cuz I Ain't need no auto-tune My team in here turnt up to the maximum we're cooling If you wanna get dem mushing my sh** good then we can do it Five thousand on a outfit let me show you how I do it I got bandz coming in dawg, faster than suzuki Rockstar status dis da way I chunk my dueces I couldn't stop her if I wanted to, dat girl she bad and choosing They get mad when you take it and they hate you when you make it Patiently waiting, dat money coming like it ain't got no patience [Hook] What the f** wrong with these n***as You love these hoes more than you money These n***as mad dat I'm stuntin' What the f** wrong with these n***as I went to space and they felt left I Guess you broke and you need help What the f** wrong with these n***as We turning up and they turning down We smoking kush and by the pound What the f** wrong with these n***as Yeen smashing models like us Ain't popping bottles like us Ain't getting money like us What the f** wrong with these n***as