Lyrics Tool - Mikeylotheweirdo

Damn
Uh
Listen
Aye hey
Hey
Think outside of the box
Yeah that's the album my niggas don't play like you stupid
If I shoot you gone die and you bitch fall in love with a nigga
My bullets is Cupid
I turn dream to reality
Huh huh
You think that I'm living it lucid
They finna go act like they don't know wassup
Nigga you know what we doing
Bitch I walk wit a limp
Why
Cause the pistol too big for my waist now
She gone rock wit nigga roll up a spliffy
Im fucking that shawty she face down
And you know I'm the weirdest
I keep a tech don't think that weirdo won't play foul
And I'm only worried making this money
Ain't taking shit from me
The don't play now
Make niggas go handicap
Thats cruel
He still legs go walk it off
He should never said nun me
My dawgs and my shawty
Now he can't go walk at all
If he finna say sumn else
Pop bro inna mouth
Make him not go talk at all
But bitch I'm the top dog
If it ain't blue chips we won't talk at all

I'm like
Roll with my tool
Bitches call me dad got my robe like I'm Hugh
Ian calling back when I roll with my crew
Nigga ima spazz with this
Gun ima shoot
Gun ima shoot
Roll with my tool
Bitches call me dad got my robe like I'm Hugh
Ian calling back when I roll with my crew
Nigga ima spazz with this
Gun ima shoot
Gun ima shoot

Bitch I came outta pocket too much
Now you outta pocket
No you cannot stop it
Cause I got the glocks inna cut
Yeah I'm shooting shots inna clutch
Y'all niggas be talking
Mikey ain't shit
SHUT UP
Y'all whisper too much
Y'all ain't finna go say out yah chest
And say I'm the best
Ima shoot when you run
I can't hear you I'm counting the bank
I
I had to sell out the bank
I
This ain't the easiest thing
Why
Got by myself whatchu thank
Okay
Come outta pocket for things
Fasho
Feeling so broke in exchange
Uh huh
Might get some fan I can bang
Uh huh
And words they can know everything
It's totb
Its all evil inside
Pandora's box
Schrödinger's cat
You dead and alive
And if you coming for my team
I'll take you dead or alive
I see you scared half to death
Staring dead in yo eyes
Truth in disguise
Creed of assisns
We leave you dead for a prize
Mind gone like you dead inna mind
Only time you told the truth
Is when you told me you lied
Stainless steel with my shots
Leave you rolling yah eyes

I'm like
Roll with my tool
Bitches call me dad got my robe like I'm Hugh
Ian calling back when I roll with my crew
Nigga ima spazz with this
Gun ima shoot
Gun ima shoot
Roll with my tool
Bitches call me dad got my robe like I'm Hugh
Ian calling back when I roll with my crew
Nigga ima spazz with this
Gun ima shoot
Gun ima shoot

Ayo niggas keep telling me man
Ayo Mikey you gotta talk yo shit man
I'm like
Fasho fasho I got y'all but