Philly HB - Weirdo's (feat. Damage TTG) Lyrics

This ain't what you want
Yea this 40 on my hip like criss cross it make yu jump
Got Six Blues up in my pocket
Make me snap out when I dump
One swing we all swing f*ck around get your ass stomped
You can get your ass stomped
You can get your ass stomped
One swing we all swing you can get your ass stomped
Got six blues up in my pocket make me dump
One swing we all swing you can get your ass stomped

Most these niggas weirdos
Can't knock you down
If you 10 toes
All. My niggas.get they own bag
And. Y'all. Lil niggas still share. Clothes
These. Guns. Ain't. For show
Let it be a. Problem we gon air those.
We let it ring off. The first time
Y'all got to many straws y'all scarecrows

Niggas chicken
I'm trying to fry something

Its all on the table
I don't hide nothing
Dare a nigga ask me what time it is
I'm coming off the waist
Like 9 something

Better not move
Don't try nothing

Pound on the pound
Like 5's touching

I pick up
Off first ring
I answer all calls
Ion Decline nothing

Bottles of liquor
They pour for him.
Niggas taking war
I ain't going for it
My lil brother shooting like steph and them
Barley talk like Kawhi
He really small for it
If we got beef
We gon spin ya block
4 niggas hop out a Ford Taurus
That's what happens
When you running ya mOuth
Bout shit you ain't doing Us

I still got it
I stashed nigga
Got plenty work
I don't brag nigga

If I fukk wit you
You can eat too
It's plenty to go around
Jus ask nigga

You ain't gotta front
Cuz that's what you want
When you grab nigga

Go head and play rent a cop
Must aunt heard bout them last niggas

When they tell me shoot
Ion ask questions

It's kill or be killed
I done had lessons

When it kick you get the whole foot
Big daddy Kane
I ain't t half stepping

You'll be back
Nah
I won't let you walk off

Ima grab weapons

You lose ya life
In a half Second

For you to survive
You better have blessings

I run the show
I don't need host

Keep it a hunnit
Like c notes

I thought it was Philly support Philly
Why y'all got em paying for repost

Jus do it from the muscle
They need hope

Plant a lil seed
They gone grow

Y'all already balling
Why y'all need dough

I'm jus saying
But what I know

I'm off that

When it get dark
I'm plotting
The strap I'm loading
And locking
I'm coo coo
I Ain't for mocking
I get a stocken
When I'm broke in my pockets
Y'all ain't peep the slur
That's that vodka
Never had to speak to
Your honor
Sleep on me
Creep thru ya house
Wit them jammes on me
Don't think they pajamas

Lil brother strapped wit the k
50 shot clip in the comma

Or tec 9 wit the air holes
It Get nasty
It spit like a lama

Niggas be acting showing off
I ain't really big on the drama

Swinging his limbs
I blow them off
Then Send that shit
To ya momma

This ain't what you want
Yea this 40 on my hip like criss cross it make yu jump
Got Six Blues up in my pocket
Make me snap out when I dump
One swing we all swing f*ck around get your ass stomped
You can get your ass stomped
You can get your ass stomped
One swing we all swing you can get your ass stomped
Got six blues up in my pocket make me dump
One swing we all swing you can get your ass stomped