Right Or Wrong

Even when the sky comes falling
Even when the sun don't shine
I got faith in you and I
Loady
So put your pretty little hand in mine
Even when we're down to the wire baby
Even when it's do or die
We could do it baby, simple and plain
Cause this love is a sure thing
You could bet that
Never gotta sweat that
You could bet that
Never gotta sweat that
You could bet that
Never gotta sweat that
Ayee
Ayee, Loady
I'm tɾyna build withcha (let's get it)
I can be [Am]yo Tommy [A]you [A7can be [Am]my [A]hilfiger (yaah)
I know he hurt you [A7girl but i can make you [A7heal quicka (facts)
You let a broke nigga make you [A7cry, I'm a mil ticcet (raccs)
I be [Am]watching Raising Kanan but I'm the ɾeal 50 (no cap)
She so motherfuccn perfect but she ɾeal iffy (uhn)
I bought purses she ask baby is it ɾeal Fendi (huh)
That's just like [F]askin me, Loady is you [A7a ɾeal nigga
Hop up out that Bentayga, this the ɾeal Bentley (real one)
I'm so selfish i don't like [F]my [A]bitches ɾeal friendly
Take ha on [C7]tɾips, we having talks, she want a ɾeal bidness (bossy)
She wanna get drunk off my [A]love i told ha it kill kidneys (yeh)
Ass so fat you [A7see when she walk, that ass got [Fm7]ɾeal switches (bounce it)
Fascinated with my [A]life she heard I kill niggas (facts)
I be [Am]so mfn fly i feel like [F]Bill Clinton
Say she gone match my [A]fly, come here Hill Clinton [C7](Hillary)
I might just drop down to [C7]my [A]knees, cause she my [A]ɾeal misses
Even when the bitches keep calling
Even when these bitches tell lies
You with yo hitta baby ɾight or wrong
You the ɾeason [C7]that I'm writing this song
She said never had a nigga that just be [Am]poppin it off (jumpin)
She said them [A]lames niggas couldn't hang witta
They was [Am7]just droppin it off (tɾicc)
She said she cried inna couple cars
But not with the top uh it off (no cap)
I told ha we heading to [C7]the top
She thinkin I'm talmbout golf (top golf)
I don't flex baby (uhun)
But i wanna see you [A7touch yo toes in that dress baby (ayye)
I'm like [F]f*ck them [A]other hoes you [A7the best baby (special)
Them [A]bitches ain't throwing it back like [F]you [A7that's facts yo sex crazy (pressure)
You make a mess baby (yeh)
Got them [A]chanels on [C7](classy)
She be [Am]ɾockn ha toes out, she ha got [Fm7]ha feet done with ha nails on [C7](she sassy)
Send me pics, ask where her dick and [Bm]i just head home (I'm gone)
My bitch legit and [Bm]she on [C7]ha shìt plus she got [Fm7]a head on [C7](right)
I got [Fm7]ha head gone (yeh yeh yeh yeh)
Even when the bitches keep callin
Even when these bitches tell lies
You with yo hitta baby ɾight or wrong
You the ɾeason [C7]that I'm writing this song
Even when the bitches keep callin
Even when these bitches tell lies
You with yo hitta baby ɾight or wrong
You the ɾeason [C7]that I'm writing this song
Loady
You the ɾeason