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weirdo - miles canady lyrics

[verse 1: miles canady]
they be like “f*ck pastel, i just know that n*gga sweet
plus he did more numbers today than my sh*t did in a week
hope he fall off asap and hit the ground, cause this my peak
heard he dissing n*ggas, ooh, i wish he’d try that sh*t with me
i done lost all of my hoes, threw a show, n0body showed
and his sh*t sold out, we gotta pack that n*gga out front row
gotta take all of his dough, hope he don’t put up a fight
hope i catch him, cause i’m tryna make the shade room by tonight”
that ain’t my fault, you gotta try harder to catch that assault
you stalking me &, screenshotting dms, tighten up boy, you a full grown adult
lie like a b*tch, hide from your kids, you acting like you been fighting a bid
i’m running up all this bread from my gigs, you run away from some sh*t you done did
stop it, get help, that’s word to mike, mad at a n*gga causе you hate your life
you saw my instagram and you got tight, relax yoursеlf, that’s word to phife
peep your behavior, you a d*mn shame, that’s all some sh*t you should charge to the game
i can never put a face with a name, oompa loompas, all of y’all look the same
[hook: miles canady]
you’s a weirdo, you know i don’t fear those
you walked in the function mad that everybody here know
that you’s a weirdo, you know i don’t fear those
on the real, your type is never hard as they appear though
you’s a weirdo, you know i don’t fear those
you walked in the function mad that everybody here know
that you’s a weirdo, you know i don’t fear those
on the real, your type is never hard as they appear though

[verse 2: shay raziel]
they be like “f*ck shay raziel, what that hoe do for me?
i heard she give good brain, bust it down for the cheap
i heard she took her n*gga back every time he would cheat
i heard he hit her, couldn’t let that n*gga do that to me
she should k!ll herself, i swear i never liked her at all
i don’t know her but i seen her one time at the mall
i ain’t got nothing going and the city is small
so ima post on the net and act like i know it all”, ugh
give me a break, i don’t even know you, you b*tches is fake
same hoes talking bout me, is the same hoes who was all in my face
asking me to get on for shows, begging me for my shoes and my clothes
mad at me cause i’m a boss b*tch and i pop sh*t everywhere that i go
you n*ggas is mad as f*ck, sh*t isn’t adding up
how i’m a big dog in your city, hoe? i don’t brag enough
i’m sick of clearing sh*t that just ain’t true, if it’s facts, then where is the proof?
and if you hating from the sidelines, then your b*tch ass is a weirdo too
ha
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[hook: miles canady]
you’s a weirdo, you know i don’t fear those
you walked in the function mad that everybody here know
that you’s a weirdo, you know i don’t fear those
on the real, your type is never hard as they appear though
you’s a weirdo, you know i don’t fear those
you walked in the function mad that everybody here know
that you’s a weirdo, you know i don’t fear those
on the real, your type is never hard as they appear though

[verse 3: ivy candy]
“f*ck ivy candy”, but i know they wanna f*ck
“ivy candy, you so bad, why the f*ck you talk so much?”
boy you skinny and you broke, only long thing is your throat
saw yo momma at the grocery store, she look like she do coke
they like ew, boy you sick, b*tch i’m ill, suck my d*ck
signed a deal, i’m legit, b*tch i’m real, i’m the sh*t
tlc * boy you a creep, b*tch you nasty, you a freak
take your ass to prison street, drop some soap, that ass gonna squeak
don’t touch my hair, don’t touch my face, touch on me, i’ll catch a case
b*tch i’m pretty, i’m not safe, b*tch, i’m bad in every way
you an intruder, i get the ruger, all of my shooters, aiming at you, yuh
aim at your head, you done and you dead, eating you b*tches, i tear you to shreds
wait, wait, wait, i ain’t finished, i gotta handle business
heard you thought you god, but boy today you meeting the villain
poof b*tch, disappeared, i can’t bring no dogs in here
seems like this just not your year, everybody knows you’re weird
(weirdo!)

- miles canady lyrics

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