WEIRDO

Lyrics
[Intro] (Meech) [Chorus] Hit his crib, kicked the door, popped a save, get the door, hit the road Shift the load to the spot, switch the low Get in more with the bros, guaranteed that it's the O I ain't never been a stingy one, you know I split the loaf Off-White, ain't sniffin' coke, said it's cold, then zip your coat I just locked up the dope, I ain't hit it with a figure four Askin' do I got it on me, pussy, is the winter cold? Feelin' like Shakari rocking gold, in the sprinter blowed [Verse 1] Walk until you hit the floor, I just gotta give the go Y'all boys be crazy, wouldn't kiss a bitch under a mistletoe Like Merry Shitmas Shop App do its job, tracking every shipment Caught him sipping out the casket, now he gettin' buried in it Cartis white as milk, 'Wood, oops, all berries in it Can't afford to leak the game I got because you barely listen That's gon' blow my high Asking who I do it for, whoever on my side Why you callin' private? I'm gon' kill whoever on my line [Interlude] You on some weird-ass shit, you a weirdo [Verse 2] Brand new sneaks out the box, yours a year old Ice in my veins, should've cried but them tears froze Specialized in catching body, shooter, he a cheer coach You said that I ain't talking, then your ears broke He ain't drop a thing, shit, that must be his career low [Chorus] Hit his crib, kicked the door, popped a save, get the door, hit the road Shift the load to the spot, switch the low Get in more with the bros, guaranteed that it's the O I ain't never been a stingy one, you know I split the loaf Off-White, ain't sniffin' coke, said it's cold, then zip your coat I just locked up the dope, I ain't hit it with a figure four Askin' do I got it on me, pussy, is the winter cold? Feelin' like Shakari rocking gold, in the sprinter blowed [Verse 3] They ask me how I'm livin', marvelous Couldn't decide on countertops, I had to marble it Outnumbered, I'll never back down like Spartacus If I got a problem, take my Wockhardt and gargle it, forget about it The spot lookin' like Legoland with all these bricks around us B and Es, lil' brodie B-A-D, he keep on hitting houses Businessman, you playing with my chicken, I'ma switch acccountants Better pay that ticket on your whip before it get impounded Eighty-inch, punch, I'm turning in, nah, I ain't getting mounted You could ride the wave your next life after you finish drowning If it don't drip-drop, not to mention the kit a fountain [Outro] ShittyBoyz, DogShit Militia Hit his crib, kicked the door, popped a save, get the door, hit the road Shift the load to the spot, switch the low Get in more with the bros, guaranteed that it's the O I ain't never been a stingy one, you know I split the loaf (Meech)
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