Wrong Crowd Written by David Wright 1 July 2026 Copyright © 2026, by David Wright [Verse 1] With friends like these I don't need enemies Jit in the front seat Shady in the backseat They wild for real They make bad plans feel good One wrong text And I'm gone from the neighborhood I laugh too hard But my stomach don't lie When they say, "Come through" I start seeing my whole life One stupid move One bright blue light And I'm the one in cuffs By the end of the night [Pre-Chorus] I'm looking over my shoulder When they say let's ride Every "trust me" sounds colder When I hear that in their eyes [Chorus] Wrong crowd, wrong crowd (wrong crowd) I might not make it out Wrong crowd, wrong crowd (wrong crowd) They gonna drag me down Jit and Shady They be moving crazy I swear these two Could be the death of me Wrong crowd, wrong crowd (wrong crowd) I might not make it out [Verse 2] Jit got a grin like trouble Shady got a scheme One wants a quick little lick One wants a bigger dream They talk big game At the corner store Then it's sirens in my head Before they hit the door I been telling myself "Stay home, stay clean" But they pull up laughing Like it's all a game to me I ain't scared of the dark I'm scared of my friends Scared of one dumb night And how it all ends [Pre-Chorus] I'm looking over my shoulder When they say let's ride Every "trust me" sounds colder When I hear that in their eyes [Chorus] Wrong crowd, wrong crowd (wrong crowd) I might not make it out Wrong crowd, wrong crowd (wrong crowd) They gonna drag me down Jit and Shady They be moving crazy I swear these two Could be the death of me Wrong crowd, wrong crowd (wrong crowd) I might not make it out [Bridge] If I miss that call Let it ring all night If they hit my line I'ma know it's not right I love them boys But I love me more 'Cause one bad ride Could end my story [Chorus] Wrong crowd, wrong crowd (wrong crowd) I might not make it out Wrong crowd, wrong crowd (wrong crowd) They gonna drag me down Jit and Shady They be moving crazy I swear these two Could be the death of me Wrong crowd, wrong crowd (wrong crowd) I might not make it out
