What, what, yeah
What, what, yeah
Meezy, Meezy
Yeah, I ain't got no picks man, everybody getting wiped down
Already had that bitch, I don't even get the hype now
Crodie got a switch, I ain't even gotta fight now
She was cool back then, but she not even my type now
What, what, what, yeah
Niggas too scared to watch my story, they can't live with the pages
I know it's hard to read about not staying in my good graces
It's hard to read about how I found out you had two faces, yeah
These boys scared to talk like they got a pair of new braces, woah
Just the thought of seeing me in person is making you anxious, woah
Man, I'm about to trip like I'm going new places
Man, I bet on myself and doubled down like I ran two bases
Hold on, this nigga's talking crazy
What, what, Meezy
This nigga's talking crazy
Meezy, yeah, yeah
Meezy, Meezy
Ok
Seems like every time you need friends
They don't know how to be friends
And I keep trying to keep friends
But we shouldn't even be friends
I mean, I gave your lil' ass girl like three friends
Let's agree to disagree
Before I go off the
Shit get weird, I get distant
I done seen the sides of shit I didn't even know existed
Losers love to mention how not everything's about winning
I got a common courtesy for everything about women
But that done got me in more trouble than if I was just sinning
Yeah, they would rather fuck with a nigga who was out here pretending
Thought you could do me like that
How the fuck could I not be offended
Fuckin' with your ass, zero out of ten, girl, it's not recommended
Fuckin' with your ass, zero out of ten, girl, it's not
How could they be honest when they lie to they self
You niggas ain't no good, you only hot to yourself
And I still got some bars for you, hot on the shelf
I'll do it broad day, so you know it's not no one else
Man, fuck all that shit, I'm going hard for real (what else)
To tell the truth I might skitz, crodie take the charge for real (what else)
You niggas is lil' boys, y'all ain't living large for real
You lil' bitty bitch, don't forget who you put on for real, woah
I should've left your hoe ass on your own for real, woah
I can't fuck with y'all, I'm better off alone for real, woah
I got a lil' bitch, I call, she better off the phone for real
I should've sent a couple of them members to your home for real
I ain't mad about no hoes, I'll get more of those
She got mad, bought her more clothes
Brought her to my show, fuck around and break her backbone
Like I'm sticks and stones, this shit I did is getting disclosed
Do your friends know?
Aw yeah
Meezy, he not playing fair
Trust me girl, I'll take it there
I ain't got no picks man everybody getting wiped down
I already had that bitch
I don't even get the hype
I don't even get the hype
Meezy
Meezy