Weird

Lyrics

[Intro] RJ always trippin', man [Verse 1: Sada Baby] Lonnie pimpin' bitches, think he weird, ayy I been fuckin' bitches with my beard, ayy Drinkin' Qualitest, not no beer, ayy [Verse 2: BandGang Masoe] Pour another four up, nigga, cheers, ayy Bro just caught a body, ain't get no tear, ayy Pourin' Moet out like it's beer [Verse 3: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Hey, I been fuckin' this nigga mama here for years, hoo I just got a chopper from my peers, ho Finna shoot an opp, not no deer, huh [Verse 4: ShredGang Mone] Sada got the drake, 'bout to scuba dive Lonnie flex on hoes like Lex Lugar now Mas' leanin' hard, think he tryna commit suicide [Verse 5: Sada Baby] Ain't no doors on my whip 'less they suicide I get money now, I used to get scrutinized And I'll make a nigga bitch get her tubes tied [Verse 6: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Ooh, make his bitch stuff these pills on this smooth ride Look in her eyes, told the bitch she got the juice now Yeah, bitch, I'm the truth, I'm the proof, huh [Verse 7: BandGang Masoe] Yeah, free D, fuck 12, RIP Proof, huh Lil' bitch didn't go to Yale, had the truth, huh Shoot my gun, not no ones, you a fool, huh? [Verse 8: ShredGang Mone] I got two pounds of Runtz in the booky-bag Nigga probably mad at gang 'cause we took his cash Ooh, we sold his ass a Rollie and we took it back [Verse 9: Sada Baby] And I'ma cut the next pack with the Ex-Lax She know I'ma hit it right 'cause I left a bag Huh, kissed her in the mouth, her lil' sexy ass [Verse 10: BandGang Lonnie Bands] She went and told all her friends, her lil' messy ass Send my bitch at the nigga with his trickin' ass Huh, take that nigga Rollie, we gon' do the dash [Verse 11: BandGang Masoe] Try to play me out my paper, I do your ass Skip school, kept a tool, still good at math Niggas actin' like my jurors, need to get a bag [Verse 12: ShredGang Mone] Boy, you ain't foolin', lil' nigga, that's a tick Rollie Sock a nigga right up in his mouth like I'm Mick Follie Skinny Rockstar jeans but you know them strips on me This an MJ Glock but it got Ginobili (Woah) Know I'm probably goin' to Hell, chop left him hole-y (Woah) Bitch, I live by the motto if I show, I'm blowin' [Verse 13: Sada Baby] Like tell your bitch that I like her, lick her pussy slowly Masked up, mankind, I Geronimo him That nigga lame, I ain't lyin', so I gotta ho him Rockstar jogger suit, chopper rock and roll him PK say he got some Wockhardt, Waka Flocka four me Make your block look like Die Hard if Young Sada on it, huh [Verse 14: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Just know we 'bout to score if Big Lonnie on it, ooh, ayy Two-tone forty, it got bodies on it And your bitch doin' the dougie, ladi-dadi on her, ooh, ayy Threw her on the pole, not no money on her Lil' bitch say come over and I came on her R. Kelly on that bitch, I might rain on her [Verse 15: BandGang Masoe] Need my money in all hundreds, not no money order Leave the bank, a nigga can smell that money odor Hit your bitch in the head, fuck up her weak closure Put your ass on the news, let you get the exposure Pull up to the candlelight, shootin' niggas' soldiers, money