Real Boston Richey Bitch You Weird Lyrics

[Intro]
(Young Kelz, how you do that?)
Pull up on me
Mm, mm, ayy

[Chorus]
Ayy, shit done made me mad, wanna go to your condo and straight up spazz
But I ain't tryna go to jail, so I'ma hit the trap and beat the bags
I was in love, I was spendin' my last, and you was outside actin' bad
Truth be told, I'm ready to fire, mama say, "Go pray 'cause you can't crash," uh
Slowed up on them shows 'cause we be arguin' when I'm on the road
I can't give you love no more 'cause truth be told, you done broke the code
I was trippin' up on you, bitch, I was eatin' the ass and eatin' the toes
I was cheatin' right after my shows, I can't even lie, I was with them hoеs

[Verse 1]
At a hotel with them femalеs, lyin', told the bitch I was with the bros
I am rich nigga, came to post, I was checkin' in real life, trappin' loads, hmm, hmm
You ho, I ain't gotta cap, if you know, you know
You wanna f*ck? Shit, I suppose, if you wanna leave, then you can go

[Refrain]
Got these people think I'm weird, I finally can face my fears
I finally can wipe my tears, I ain't got no f*cks to give
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird

[Verse 2]
Bitch, I hate your f*ckin' guts, I hate I said it's forever us
So many nights I was full of lust, I feel the real deal when I bust
And truth be told, I only was stickin' with you when I was out on bond
You see what I did the same day? I beat my trap, I done did the run Ran right to another bitch house, back to another bitch mouth
f*ckin' all on a bitch couch, and that bitch got a big house
I ain't gotta get kicked out 'cause I done got some grown shit
Even if she do, I ain't even trickin' 'cause I'm a known trick
I'ma just go get another bitch, I don't give a f*ck if that p*ssy hit
I'll never, ever, ever love a bitch or cuff a bitch or trust a bitch
Put a lil' bitch on hustler shit just for her to think she bigger than me
I'm the first nigga that'll pipe her up, your car, your house, lil' bitches green

[Chorus]
Ayy, shit done made me mad, wanna go to your condo and straight up spazz
But I ain't tryna go to jail, so I'ma hit the trap and beat the bags
I was in love, I was spendin' my last, and you was outside actin' bad
Truth be told, I'm ready to fire, mama say, "Go pray 'cause you can't crash," uh
Slowed up on them shows 'cause we be arguin' when I'm on the road
I can't give you love no more 'cause truth be told, you done broke the code
I was trippin' up on you, bitch, I was eatin' the ass and eatin' the toes
I was cheatin' right after my shows, I can't even lie, I was with them hoes

[Refrain]
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird
Bitch, you weird, bitch, you weird