Tiny Jag - Bizarre Lyrics

Im not into talking on the phone now
Niggas disrespectful think they grown now
Playing crazy so I gotta change the tone now
They on they own now
Bring the dogs out
Been playing with fire I got scars now
GLK 350 we got cars now
Bitch Im glowing you can see me from a far now
Im so bizarre now

Im so bizarre bitch what
I dont give a f*ck I need bread
These bitches will bring it to your head hoe
Put a f*cking telephone number on your big toe
I cant make this up bitch I don't give a f*ck

I dont give a f*ck
I couldn't if I tried I swear my understanding sucks
All these crazy ass bitches thinking we won't hem them up
Run my bread or put them up
That's how this shit is ending up
Here sis take your lumps

Take your lumps sis
You a punk sis
We have bitches just like you for lunch bitch
No I aint forgot so run my stuff bitch
Quit playing so much that's enough bitch

Bitch that's enough
I'm not good with tough
Put some flowers in your voice bitch
Address me with the fluff

We get rowdy rough
When that shit ain't adding up
Pulling up bitch what up
Pull right back off in the truck

Bring the dogs out
Been playing with fire I got scars now
GLK 350 we got cars now
Bitch Im glowing you can see me from a far now
Im so bizarre now

Im so bizarre bitch what
I dont give a f*ck I need bread
These bitches will bring it to your head hoe
Put a f*cking telephone number on your big toe
I cant make this up bitch I don't give a f*ck