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Lyrics Krept Konan - Wrongs

You keep doing me how you want
You just might end up all alone
But be careful, lower your tone
I know it's bitches in your phone
I ain't the type, let a nigga run all on my shit
A nigga crazy, it's just because all the love that I give
You keep doing me how you want
I'm steady writing down your wrongs

You need to slow down
Whatcha mean 'What's my password?'
Go put my phone down
I didn't know you was crazy
But girl I know now
You heard someone in the background
That's why you drove round
Like Konan when she hiding
Lately been off, arguing with me 'cause
Your friends keep sending you screenshots
And I don't wanna argue but then when I ask you
Where you always hear shit, there's someone in the bathroom
You know I ain't with the mix up
So go tell your bredrins to fix up
'Cause it's always the same ones
Say I've got girls but can't name none

You keep doing me how you want
You just might end up all alone
But be careful, lower your tone
I know it's bitches in your phone
I ain't the type, let a nigga run all on my shit
A nigga crazy, it's just because all the love that I give
You keep doing me how you want
I'm steady writing down your wrongs

So many ways, your heart broke in so many ways
And I'm the one to blame, that's what so many say
I hate your friends with a passion
I hate your friends with a passion
Always in your ears but ain't had a man for years
But they stay steady gassing
One time, one time
Can you do this for me one time, one time
Can you give a nigga one sign, one sign
That you remember the fun times, fun times
You think I'm one two-timing
You come through wilding
My Instagram you signed in
Like 'Who's DM's you slide in?'
Now you hella gassed
That garbage excuse all men are trash

You keep doing me how you want
You just might end up all alone
But be careful, lower your tone
I know it's bitches in your phone
I ain't the type, let a nigga run all on my shit
A nigga crazy, it's just because all the love that I give
You keep doing me how you want
I'm steady writing down your wrongs

I get smoked because I always feel you're faded
But that's cool and I'm cool 'cause I've been fading
It's kinda hard but I can't keep chasing
All this time you've been running, I've been sitting waiting

You keep doing me how you want
You just might end up all alone
But be careful, lower your tone
I know it's bitches in your phone