Huh
Huh
Huh
Why they weird to me?
Huh
Huh
Why they weird to me?
Yeah huh
Huh
Yeah
Why they weird to me?
I can see the truth ain't in your eyes and that's clear to me
Tellin' a story to the disguise all the good in me I can't help but wear my heart on my sleeve
If she try and step to me, put that bitch on her knees (yeah)
I'm not your enemy
Y'all can keep the weird shit, it ain't no threat to me
I can see your shorty, she's my proud-to-be
Keep her as a souvenir
It's my f*ckin' year
Got my nigga in a telly, needing scuba gear Chuggin' on some Taylor Peezy like it's f*ckin' beer
I keep clutchin' on somethin' like it danger near
Heavy artillery
Like I'm motherf*ckin' stationed here
Got a big ass sack
Like I'm flyin' on a reindeer
Running up a bag
Runnin' like I can't steer
Gotta get it back
Bitch, I came to collect
Spend a couple racks
Just to cop a new flex
I can get why bitches hate me, cause I'm steppin' on they necks
Why they weird to me? Cause bitch, you up next
How you mad at me? I made you boss and make it a check
Subbin ' over tweets, bitch, how bout a text?
Love me or hate me, I wish you the best
Niggas tried to X me out over an ex
Like it's tic-tac-toe, I'll put some O's on your chest
Why they weird to me?
I can see the truth ain't in your eyes and that's clear to me
Tellin' a story to the disguise all the good in me I can't help but wear my heart on my sleeve
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English
Huh
Huh
Huh
Why they weird to me?
Huh
Huh
Why they weird to me?
Yeah huh
Huh
Yeah
Why they weird to me?
I can see the truth ain't in your eyes and that's clear to me
Tellin' a story to the disguise all the good in me I can't help but wear my heart on my sleeve
If she try and step to me, put that bitch on her knees (yeah)
I'm not your enemy
Y'all can keep the weird shit, it ain't no threat to me
I can see your shorty, she's my proud-to-be
Keep her as a souvenir
It's my f*ckin' year
Got my nigga in a telly, needing scuba gear Chuggin' on some Taylor Peezy like it's f*ckin' beer
I keep clutchin' on somethin' like it danger near
Heavy artillery
Like I'm motherf*ckin' stationed here
Got a big ass sack
Like I'm flyin' on a reindeer
Running up a bag
Runnin' like I can't steer
Gotta get it back
Bitch, I came to collect
Spend a couple racks
Just to cop a new flex
I can get why bitches hate me, cause I'm steppin' on they necks
Why they weird to me? Cause bitch, you up next
How you mad at me? I made you boss and make it a check
Subbin ' over tweets, bitch, how bout a text?
Love me or hate me, I wish you the best
Niggas tried to X me out over an ex
Like it's tic-tac-toe, I'll put some O's on your chest
Why they weird to me?
I can see the truth ain't in your eyes and that's clear to me
Tellin' a story to the disguise all the good in me I can't help but wear my heart on my sleeve
Huh
Huh
Why they weird to me?
Huh
Huh
Why they weird to me?
Yeah huh
Huh
Yeah
Why they weird to me?
I can see the truth ain't in your eyes and that's clear to me
Tellin' a story to the disguise all the good in me I can't help but wear my heart on my sleeve
If she try and step to me, put that bitch on her knees (yeah)
I'm not your enemy
Y'all can keep the weird shit, it ain't no threat to me
I can see your shorty, she's my proud-to-be
Keep her as a souvenir
It's my f*ckin' year
Got my nigga in a telly, needing scuba gear Chuggin' on some Taylor Peezy like it's f*ckin' beer
I keep clutchin' on somethin' like it danger near
Heavy artillery
Like I'm motherf*ckin' stationed here
Got a big ass sack
Like I'm flyin' on a reindeer
Running up a bag
Runnin' like I can't steer
Gotta get it back
Bitch, I came to collect
Spend a couple racks
Just to cop a new flex
I can get why bitches hate me, cause I'm steppin' on they necks
Why they weird to me? Cause bitch, you up next
How you mad at me? I made you boss and make it a check
Subbin ' over tweets, bitch, how bout a text?
Love me or hate me, I wish you the best
Niggas tried to X me out over an ex
Like it's tic-tac-toe, I'll put some O's on your chest
Why they weird to me?
I can see the truth ain't in your eyes and that's clear to me
Tellin' a story to the disguise all the good in me I can't help but wear my heart on my sleeve
Writer: Demi Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid