"Weridho" lyrics
Tay Spades & Bandmanrill Lyrics
Shit, you is right bro
Shorty a weirdo
I thought she was my lil' smoochie
Jokes on me right?
Stay away from the weirdos
Bad fits, we don't wear those
Shawty know I'm a real one
Me and Cali, we on Melrose
Stay away from the weirdos
Bad fits, we don't wear those
Shawty know I'm a real one
Me and Cali, we on Melrose
Thot box, heard you, I ain't fuckin' no opp blocks
I don't give a fuck, why didn't-
Girl you know, that's not how we rock-rock
Had you dripped out in Designer, Prada
Told me you proud of me
But the way that you move girl, shit, I know that you died to me, like
You supposed to have my baby
We supposed to see that lady
You know we grew up crazy
I got them trust issues, I put my trust in you
You see what trust can do?
I gave you all I had, and that was not enough for you
Huh, I get it
Thinkin' I don't like, woah
She was spreadin'
I get it, I do, I get it, I do
Let's did it
They sippin', I won't
Like, they do it, I won't
Like, what would you do, when you ran out of dope?
Like, Weirdo
Lost myself to a weird ho
Put my heart on the line, and fuck it, there it go
Weirdo
Lost myself to a weird ho
Put my heart on the line, and fuck it, there it go
Stay away from the weirdos
Bad fits, we don't wear those
Shawty know I'm a real one
Me and Cali, we on Melrose
And I know, I really sin a lot
And I ain't tryna go to hell though
But she get sticky, no Velcro
Like, I had to hit her with the Ville, though
And when she leave, she come right back
Come here baby, that shit tight, fat
You got a nigga, and I got a brat
So what? I been fucked that
And I know you hate that nigga
Might want me to bake that nigga
Told you: "Don't bake that nigga"
Now you tryn' bake that nigga
That's why I never trust no hoe
Get too deep, dick in her throat
They done let Jersey in the door
Shit like GD's in it though
Look, wait, don't take your minerals
Feds, then we get ready, yo
Family, we gettin' ready, yo
And I know my nigga love me, and they never gonna switch
And the mafia, would never, ever, fall about no bitch
If I went, and got it, and I went real, this shit Lilo and Stitch
And bae boy, think shit a game, I'ma hit his ass with a glitch
It's the fuckin' Bandman, you heard
Tay Spades, thank God, nigga
Shorty a weirdo
I thought she was my lil' smoochie
Jokes on me right?
Stay away from the weirdos
Bad fits, we don't wear those
Shawty know I'm a real one
Me and Cali, we on Melrose
Stay away from the weirdos
Bad fits, we don't wear those
Shawty know I'm a real one
Me and Cali, we on Melrose
Thot box, heard you, I ain't fuckin' no opp blocks
I don't give a fuck, why didn't-
Girl you know, that's not how we rock-rock
Had you dripped out in Designer, Prada
Told me you proud of me
But the way that you move girl, shit, I know that you died to me, like
You supposed to have my baby
We supposed to see that lady
You know we grew up crazy
I got them trust issues, I put my trust in you
You see what trust can do?
I gave you all I had, and that was not enough for you
Huh, I get it
Thinkin' I don't like, woah
She was spreadin'
I get it, I do, I get it, I do
Let's did it
They sippin', I won't
Like, they do it, I won't
Like, what would you do, when you ran out of dope?
Like, Weirdo
Lost myself to a weird ho
Put my heart on the line, and fuck it, there it go
Weirdo
Lost myself to a weird ho
Put my heart on the line, and fuck it, there it go
Stay away from the weirdos
Bad fits, we don't wear those
Shawty know I'm a real one
Me and Cali, we on Melrose
And I know, I really sin a lot
And I ain't tryna go to hell though
But she get sticky, no Velcro
Like, I had to hit her with the Ville, though
And when she leave, she come right back
Come here baby, that shit tight, fat
You got a nigga, and I got a brat
So what? I been fucked that
And I know you hate that nigga
Might want me to bake that nigga
Told you: "Don't bake that nigga"
Now you tryn' bake that nigga
That's why I never trust no hoe
Get too deep, dick in her throat
They done let Jersey in the door
Shit like GD's in it though
Look, wait, don't take your minerals
Feds, then we get ready, yo
Family, we gettin' ready, yo
And I know my nigga love me, and they never gonna switch
And the mafia, would never, ever, fall about no bitch
If I went, and got it, and I went real, this shit Lilo and Stitch
And bae boy, think shit a game, I'ma hit his ass with a glitch
It's the fuckin' Bandman, you heard
Tay Spades, thank God, nigga
