"Weezo" lyrics
(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
Still an Eastside nigga, huh
Backwood with about a three-five in it
Jogger pants instead of jeans with at least ten in 'em, huh
Five days a week 'til the weekend, nigga
With a hundred on my wrist, ayy
Still order Coney 'fore I fuck on me a bitch, huh
Still order Boney 'fore I fuck on me a bitch, huh
Still sip drank, Wock', red and Tris', huh
Still ain't spared this shit, still in the mix, huh
Still pay my granny pills, still pop Perky pills
See you kiss the bodeine raw, make sure it's real
Still rock a plain-white tee but now it's diamonds on it
Yeah, it's a Hanes white tee, but now I'm shinin' on 'em
I tell her Goku but he ain't Super Saiyan
Black best good Roku off the new bands
AP doin' too much, made a new dance
Still wear Air Force 1s, I'll stomp you out, huh
I give a fuck about the money, motherfuck some clout
Yeah, shoot you for some shit I truly give a fuck about
It's up and it's stuck with my opps, we can't hug it out
Go'n speak on my gang, we gon' blood your mouth, hmm
Blood this, Blood that, spin his block
Hood cat, fuck this, fuck that, nigga, how you love that?
Fuck them, fuck y'all nigga, get the fuck back
One false move, Raw Money 'bout to up strap
He done seent it 'fore I saw it, he already clutch made
By his self, no help, yeah, me and my nigga clutch that
Make a pretty bitch put it on my moustache
Bust a nut on that pussy, make her bust by me
Huh, we'd move some shit for cheap like a bust pie
Huh, beat the block like the tables at lunchtime (Grinding)
I'm for real with the slow grind
Like Casada, so real with the program
Huh, pay attention 'fore I get a nigga eliminated
I only sip drank in the H where it originated
Hmm, nah, I'm cappin', I'd sip that shit cross the world
Huh, treat the rap like it's dope, what's the coast of girl?
I got eleven ten grams, whippin' in the kitchen
All day finished, just now
Squad'll flip a nigga broad day, kiddin', right now
Got that itch, it's been a minute, we've been in it out of town
Catch the rawest nigga lackin', 'bout to put him in the ground
The hood'd take a nigga soul, the hood'd take a nigga smile
The hood'd make a nigga cold, the hood'd make a nigga proud
The hood be with me at the shows, whole hood in the crowd
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma scream your name loud
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma make—
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma scream your name loud
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma—
Huh, huh, rest in peace Weezo, I'ma say your name loud
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma—
Huh, huh, rest in peace Weezo, I'ma say your name loud
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma say your name loud
Still an Eastside nigga, huh
Backwood with about a three-five in it
Jogger pants instead of jeans with at least ten in 'em, huh
Five days a week 'til the weekend, nigga
With a hundred on my wrist, ayy
Still order Coney 'fore I fuck on me a bitch, huh
Still order Boney 'fore I fuck on me a bitch, huh
Still sip drank, Wock', red and Tris', huh
Still ain't spared this shit, still in the mix, huh
Still pay my granny pills, still pop Perky pills
See you kiss the bodeine raw, make sure it's real
Still rock a plain-white tee but now it's diamonds on it
Yeah, it's a Hanes white tee, but now I'm shinin' on 'em
Still an Eastside nigga, huh
Backwood with about a three-five in it
Jogger pants instead of jeans with at least ten in 'em, huh
Five days a week 'til the weekend, nigga
With a hundred on my wrist, ayy
Still order Coney 'fore I fuck on me a bitch, huh
Still order Boney 'fore I fuck on me a bitch, huh
Still sip drank, Wock', red and Tris', huh
Still ain't spared this shit, still in the mix, huh
Still pay my granny pills, still pop Perky pills
See you kiss the bodeine raw, make sure it's real
Still rock a plain-white tee but now it's diamonds on it
Yeah, it's a Hanes white tee, but now I'm shinin' on 'em
I tell her Goku but he ain't Super Saiyan
Black best good Roku off the new bands
AP doin' too much, made a new dance
Still wear Air Force 1s, I'll stomp you out, huh
I give a fuck about the money, motherfuck some clout
Yeah, shoot you for some shit I truly give a fuck about
It's up and it's stuck with my opps, we can't hug it out
Go'n speak on my gang, we gon' blood your mouth, hmm
Blood this, Blood that, spin his block
Hood cat, fuck this, fuck that, nigga, how you love that?
Fuck them, fuck y'all nigga, get the fuck back
One false move, Raw Money 'bout to up strap
He done seent it 'fore I saw it, he already clutch made
By his self, no help, yeah, me and my nigga clutch that
Make a pretty bitch put it on my moustache
Bust a nut on that pussy, make her bust by me
Huh, we'd move some shit for cheap like a bust pie
Huh, beat the block like the tables at lunchtime (Grinding)
I'm for real with the slow grind
Like Casada, so real with the program
Huh, pay attention 'fore I get a nigga eliminated
I only sip drank in the H where it originated
Hmm, nah, I'm cappin', I'd sip that shit cross the world
Huh, treat the rap like it's dope, what's the coast of girl?
I got eleven ten grams, whippin' in the kitchen
All day finished, just now
Squad'll flip a nigga broad day, kiddin', right now
Got that itch, it's been a minute, we've been in it out of town
Catch the rawest nigga lackin', 'bout to put him in the ground
The hood'd take a nigga soul, the hood'd take a nigga smile
The hood'd make a nigga cold, the hood'd make a nigga proud
The hood be with me at the shows, whole hood in the crowd
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma scream your name loud
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma make—
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma scream your name loud
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma—
Huh, huh, rest in peace Weezo, I'ma say your name loud
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma—
Huh, huh, rest in peace Weezo, I'ma say your name loud
Rest in peace Weezo, I'ma say your name loud
Still an Eastside nigga, huh
Backwood with about a three-five in it
Jogger pants instead of jeans with at least ten in 'em, huh
Five days a week 'til the weekend, nigga
With a hundred on my wrist, ayy
Still order Coney 'fore I fuck on me a bitch, huh
Still order Boney 'fore I fuck on me a bitch, huh
Still sip drank, Wock', red and Tris', huh
Still ain't spared this shit, still in the mix, huh
Still pay my granny pills, still pop Perky pills
See you kiss the bodeine raw, make sure it's real
Still rock a plain-white tee but now it's diamonds on it
Yeah, it's a Hanes white tee, but now I'm shinin' on 'em
