Did Me Wrong lyrics

[Intro]
(Boy)

[Chorus: Gunna]
I’m so hurt you did me wrong
I shoulda left yo' ass alone
I had to sit and write a song
I know you prayed I wouldn’t be on
But I coulda gave you what you want
Woulda paid yo' bills every single month
I had your back girl, why you front?
I really thought you was the one, oh, oh

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Coulda gave you everything you asked for
Yeah, bossed you up, put you in that Jaguar
Cop you a new crib, you livin' no landlord
Take a jet up sea, hope you got your passport
Said “f*ck that b*tch”, now I’m f*ckin' on every whore
I’m kickin' my sh*t, gettin' fly, I’m airborne
Been gettin' this money, my n*gga, I want more
Ain’t stuntin' these b*tches, why these n*ggas payin' for 'em?
You go out sad all on your own
I let you make my place at home
Now I pray and hopе you gone, oh, oh
[Chorus: Gunna]
I’m so hurt you did me wrong
I shoulda left yo' ass alonе
I had to sit and write a song
I know you prayed I wouldn’t be on
But I coulda gave you what you want
Woulda paid yo' bills every single month
I had your back girl, why you front?
I really thought you was the one, oh, oh

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Coulda held you down, made sure you maintained
I don’t want you now, I got my mind made
You can gon' head and ride, I don’t want hear bye, hey
I’m cool and fresh, I’m just like Colgate
Need separation, I want more space
Girl, you two faced, you can’t be tamed
I held you down and it’s a damn shame
This so f*cked up, but you gon' feel the pain
I doubled up, got a young n*gga straight
I knew you would do better, babe
Without you, I’m doin' better, bae

[Chorus: Gunna]
I’m so hurt you did me wrong
I shoulda left yo' ass alone
I had to sit and write a song
I know you prayed I wouldn’t be on
But I coulda gave you what you want
Woulda paid yo' bills every single month
I had your back girl, why you front?
I really thought you was the one, oh, oh
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Yeah, I chose my double cup over you (Believe that)
Almost let you take me from my crew
You didn’t have to move a finger, f*ck a school
Yeah, these black diamonds like a bumble bee
I’ma [?] person, can’t you come for me (What you got?)
Patek on my wrist, big face, a coupe keys
Put a solar system ring on your finger, b*tch, yes
Slime, you got a hundred of these, yes
Want ninety percent of those freak, yes, yes
And ninety percent are married, yes, yes
Just tryna make you gon' on, on

[Chorus: Gunna]
I’m so hurt you did me wrong
I shoulda left yo' ass alone
I had to sit and write a song
I know you prayed I wouldn’t be on
But I coulda gave you what you want
Woulda paid yo' bills every single month
I had your back girl, why you front?
I really thought you was the one, oh, oh

[Outro]
(Boy)