Wish You Well lyrics

[Intro: Brent Faiyaz]
Darling, I don't wish you well
When you ain't with me, I want you crying (Hey CB, do we get some medals?)
I know it's wrong, but
I just gotta be honest

[Verse 1: Drose]
My trap jump like Jordan, she cute but that b*tch borin'
Off a perk I'm a f*ck then I'm snorin'
Lil b*tch love me here in the foreign
I can't wait till we blow and we tourin'
And my cup is too far when I'm pouring
He got shot he need more than insurance
Spend the night I be out by the morning

[Verse 2: BBG Steppa]
And the opps ain't swinging they boring
I get the drop and the opp I'm soaring
f*cking this b*tch know I got a record her
And we f*cking right next to her daughter
This lil b*tch ain't got no morals
Opps fast but we almost caught him
This lil b*tch ain't got no morals
Opps fast but we almost caught him

[Verse 3: Drose]
Drop a diss what you thought you was funny
Sayin' my name and ain't gettin' no money
Back in the day all them n*ggas was hungry
And still to this day all them n*ggas is bummy
Drop in the pool pick it up being clumsy
Tellin' the b*tch what you did you a dummy
I'm on the K with GFatz it get sunny
Don't hang with them boys 'cause them n*ggas be dummy
She left her car double parked it was dumpin'
And it's a shark let me out now I'm runnin'
Boys tryna hop hear that noise and they comin'
TD hold tire he whip like it's nothin'
n*ggas be pus*y and dodging the beef
Who got Irv? S-Block got the streets
Walk down gang we ain't shootin' from deep
Got bagged with the pole you ain't getting free me
[Verse 4: BBG Steppa]
S-Block got Irv, but we got Newark
We keep slidin' like this sh*t a sport
Get chased by the boys, throw the sh*t a sport
Kill a opp broad day, I ain't showin' remorse
We keep shootin' 'til our fingers sore
Love what b*tch, I ain't trustin' no hoe
We just parked us a shark, came back, it was gone
Dumbass goofies lyin' in they song
Thought sh*t was a game 'til he seen the G
Masked up, all tinted, rollin' four deep
He came outside, Lord he finna meet
Grata, now his head with his sneaks
We tryna slide, but they duckin' the beef
They don't be outside like they say they be
Don't ask where I'm at, b*tch, I'm on the B
f*ck all that brim sh*t, throw up the G

[Verse 5: Drose]
Now they watchin' my pockets, I kept me a rocket
There's one in the head when I c*ck it
Don't be talkin' no nonsense
'Cause b*tch, I'm a problem, he thinkin' he tough, I'ma drop him

[Verse 6: BBG Steppaa]
All the opps, they be hidin', we don't be slidin'
But somehow them n*ggas still droppin'
Don't be watchin' my pockets, you out of pocket
What the f*ck, I look like boxin'
[Verse 7: DROSE]
I'm Big Dog in my city
Middle name Rockets, full ounce in my kidney
Can't hang with us if you ain't gon' be fifty
Back on your head, they gon' slide out a hemi

[Verse 8: BBG Steppaa]
Tryna kill me a n*gga, just bought me a fifty
On FaceTime, b*tch just popped a titty
Suck my di*k if you ain't f*ckin' with me
And you n*ggas is blood, I don't f*ck with a silly

[Verse 9: DROSE]
I'ma keep going hard for them Benjamins
Free the homies who bagged, 'cause they innocent
If he fall, stand over and finish him
Look around and make sure there's no witnesses

[Verse 10: BBG Steppaa]
He wanna talk, we gon' put him on Citizens
That's on bro, you know I ain't missing him
My father died, Lord know that I'm missing him
I'ma kill a opp n*gga for dissing him

[Verse 11: DROSE]
Why you tryna play with a thug?
If I act up, I ain't getting no tud
He dropping songs, he ain't getting no buzz
n*ggas be dissing and turning to drugs
[Verse 12: BBG Steppaa]
Oh, he dissing the dead, we gon' fill him with slugs
Now he in the dirt with the mouses and bugs
Go check on his mama, think she need a hug
Said he swung through my hood, wish a n*gga would

[Outro: Brent Faiyaz]
Darling, I don't wish you well
When you ain't with me, I want you crying
I know it's wrong, but
I just gotta be honest