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The Kid Laroi - What Went Wrong Lyrics

I-I-I
I'ma take her, back to back for round two
Off tequila, at the crib, gettin' loose
There's a whole 'lot of women runnin' 'round this room (I)
But the whole time, yeah, the whole time, I could only think about you
Still got brain, left in the range, big jet plane, back to the city
Know it's cliché, my life changed
You got strange, you don't fuck with me (I)
And I know that we said: So long (I'm working on dying)
But I still don't know what went wrong (bnyx)

Heart went cold, money turned long
I was in the whip losing control
I was off six, I was in the zone
Trippin' off shit that you was on
Look me in my face, look me in my eyes
And you swear to God that you wasn't wrong
Fuck it, I'm rich, I guess it's gone
I cannot give no fucks no more
Two in the morning, texting: Are you up?
I'm high as a bitch right now, I'm stuck
Do I do too much? You said: Not enough
I need some closure, can you open up?
I'll pretend that I'm in paradise without you
I'm trying to talk to somebody new
But it's gettin' hard to hold a conversation
'Cause the whole time, all I'm thinking 'bout's you
I don't know if I'm comin' off rude
I'm sorry, I'm just tellin' the truth
Brand new maybach, it's cool
But [?] nobody I had to lose
Yeah, it's you every time that I choose
Who got in your head? And why you confused?
I don't wanna [?] the truth, you just wastin' time

I'ma take her, back to back for round two
Off tequila, at the crib, gettin' loose
There's a whole 'lot of women runnin' 'round this room
But the whole time, yeah, the whole time, I could only think about you
Still got brain, left in the range, big jet plane, back to the city
Know it's cliché, my life changed
You got strange, you don't fuck with me
And I know that we said: So long
But I still don't know what went wrong

Where you at? What the fuck?
I still don't really know what's up
Retail therapy, when I walk into the store
I'm tryna replace your love, okay
It's been a week, pourin' up
It's a whole lotta pain in the cup
Sippin' slow, keep my pain on the tuck
You had me really believing in love
Said you loved on the kid, that was serious
Don't say sorry, I'm really not hearin' it
Off some shit and it's got me delirious
Fuck, [?] that's point blank, period
Heard all that shit and I'm curious
All I do is just pray they true
Yeah, I'd rather talk to you
But you just gon' waste my time

So I'ma take her, back to back for round two
Off tequila, at the crib, gettin' loose
There's a whole 'lot of women runnin' 'round this room
But the whole time, yeah, the whole time, I could only think about you
Still got brain, left in the range, big jet plane, back to the city
Know it's cliché, my life changed
You got strange, you don't fuck with me
And I know that we said: So long
But I still don't know what went wrong

(Ooh) and I know that we said: So long
But I still don't know what went wrong