Freddie Gibbs - Weight lyrics

[Freddie Gibbs - Weight lyrics]

You can't tell me a motherfuckin' thang
Bruh can't tell me shit nigga, yeah
Bitch I need that fetty, run that
Check, don't make me wait, uh
Don't make a nigga wait for it, haha, yeah
Serving that Colombiano
Got that blow from my Dominicano, yeah
Yeah, Kane season, bitch, yeah

Wait, uh, pushin' weight, bitch
I'm pushing weight don't make me wait, uh
Pushin' weight, bitch, I'm pushing weight
We servin' weight, uh
Pushin' weight, half a milli
Worth of weight, uh
She bad, I guess that pussy worth the wait
Uh
Pushin' weight, bitch, I'm pushing weight
Don't make me wait, uh
Pushin' weight, bitch, I'm pushing weight
We servin' weight, uh
Pushin' weight, half a milli
Worth of weight, uh
She bad, I guess that pussy worth the wait

Pushin' weight, nigga
I ain't pulled a muscle yet
Walkin' with the AR-15
Dog don't need to muzzle that
Strippin' lots a pasta like a mobster
I make truffle that
Got a quarter milli in my trunk
Underneath the duffle that
Duffle that, where my duffle at?
In the sewer choppin' up them rats
Where piranhas at
I stay in that Bentley or that Bach
Nothing under that
Four more bodies all in my garage
They LaFerrari that

Wait, uh, pushin' weight, bitch
I'm pushing weight don't make me wait, uh
Pushin' weight, bitch, I'm pushing weight
We servin' weight, uh
Pushin' weight, half a milli
Worth of weight, uh
She bad, I guess that pussy worth the wait
Uh uh, pushin' weight, bitch
I'm pushing weight don't make me wait, uh
Pushin' weight, bitch, I'm pushing weight
We servin' weight, uh
Pushin' weight, half a milli
Worth of weight, uh
She bad, I guess that pussy worth the wait
Uh

Pushin' weight, flippin' paper plates
In love with the paper
Took my money on a date she let me hit
I bring that pussy back to home base
My foreign bitches flew in
Town to Californicate
Wait, uh, psycho off of 17 from Norman Bates
We gangbangin'
All you neutral niggas can't relate
I turn that bando to a dope house, bitch
I renovate i hit the party and whip that
White girl to vanilla shake
Believe her, off the bitch
I take a nigga spot like Willie Beamen
Kitty, kitty, fuck a Hellcat, I got the Demon
Used to smoke a stogie with
Alexys in the Beamer
I miss my Miami hoe, she was a dick-pleaser

Uh, pushin' weight, bitch
I'm pushing weight don't make me wait, uh
Pushin' weight, bitch, I'm pushing weight
We servin' weight, uh
Pushin' weight, half a milli
Worth of weight, uh
She bad, I guess that pussy worth the wait
Uh
Pushin' weight, bitch, I'm pushing weight
Don't make me wait, uh
Pushin' weight, bitch, I'm pushing weight
We servin' weight, uh
Pushin' weight, half a milli
Worth of weight, uh
She bad, I guess that pussy worth the wait

You no-good little bitch
Everyday of my motherfuckin' life
What the fuck is you? Nigga, what, baby

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