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lil weirdo - on my line lyrics

[intro]
look it, hey, look it

[hook]
baby on my line like a coke head
she keep saying i’m the man
i already know that
i ain’t trying to hold hands
i ain’t with the romance
aye throw some ass lil b+tch
i ain’t trying to slow dance
you ain’t got no bread stay home
i don’t want no head
hit that road and uh uh
and made like 4 bands
come and get yo boy
before we trip on bro n them
we ain’t gotta tell em wassup
they already knowin it

[verse 1]
what’s his name?
lil weirdo the great
little foo but i’m slamming sh+t like i’m nate
i’m with the sh+t homie
and i’m bout my cake
run sh+t like a point
but you can catch me in the paint
look, i’m bout a bag
where it at? i’m on the way
look, aye where he at?
i’m on his ass when i’m in his face
fake ass trappin’ n sh+t is up for the take
and he know better then to step in my lane
hey lil baby, how you doin?
seen you from over there
and i like it how you move it
she acting all boujee
tell that b+tch keep it moving
coulda had your chance lil b+tch
that’s how you lose it
i ain’t gon chase that hoe
i like groupies
let me put my iphone out and make movies
i like em with their hair in a bun
and with the hoop rings
i don’t want no goodie goodie b+tch
i want a hoochie
[hook]
baby on my line like a coke head
she keep saying i’m the man
i already know that
i ain’t trying to hold hands
i ain’t with the romance
aye throw some ass lil b+tch
i ain’t trying to slow dance
you ain’t got no bread stay home
i don’t want no head
hit that road and uh uh
and made like 4 bands
come and get yo boy
before we trip on bro n them
we ain’t gotta tell em wassup
they already knowin it

[verse 2]
baby got that whip let’s take a trip
i’m on that road again
im the one giving out game
these foos soaking it
stop asking bout old friends
them foos hoes man
full time thuggin’
but i’m the part+time dope man
playa from the mob
i’m with it and bout a dolla
aye they know it’s problem when they see the impala
and while they second guessing this sh+t
like they got a option
in my city i’m the hottest
but i really get it popping
aye he a rat, he all bad
he ain’t getting far
you know what happened to the last security guards
catch me posted up in the ghetto
but i still live large
you know i drive a bucket
but still get in the car
i do the dash on they ass
fugitive at large
fly sh+t like i left earth and landed in mars
hit that g ride we just taking the parts
and he ain’t got no hustle
no one letting him starve
[hook]
baby on my line like a coke head
she keep saying i’m the man
i already know that
i ain’t trying to hold hands
i ain’t with the romance
aye throw some ass lil b+tch
i ain’t trying to slow dance
you ain’t got no bread stay home
i don’t want no head
hit that road and uh uh
and made like 4 bands
come and get yo boy
before we trip on bro n them
we ain’t gotta tell em wassup
they already knowin it

- lil weirdo lyrics

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