‎weird

[Verse: 800pts]
50 round, weird mag
Make him disappear, yeah
Louis V, weird bag
Tesla, I don't steer, man
I don't even love these hoes, these bitches be weird man
Bitch I got too many sticks, I'm a very feared man
50 round, weird mag
Make him disappear, yeah
Louis V, weird bag
Tesla, I don't steer, man
I don't even love these hoes, these bitches be weird man
Bitch I got too many sticks, I'm a very feared man

(You have no heart!)

[Verse: Jaydes]
Yеah, a fuck nigga gon' cough it up
These bitches gon' talk it up
Likе some telemarketers
Yeah, 50 racks, designer jeans, bitch on me
No campfire, keep that stick on me
Got a OG, doing kits with me
I got Amiri on, I'm not talkin' 'bout Rich
Choppa on switch, its gon' blow you a kiss
I made a 100 just copped me some Rick
No number 2 but I'm back on my shit
They be like "Jaydes why you gotta flex like this?"
I said "Twizzy, shut up"
Ha, bitch I'm on my come up
Just wanna fuck, I don't wanna cuddle