Isaiah Rashad - Weak Shit lyrics
[Isaiah Rashad - Weak Shit lyrics]
Look at how I'm riding in my bucket
I be cooling 95 degrees, no A
C, but I be cooling
No exaggeration, fucking bitches, I be doing
My pockets hella empty
But these bitches steady choosing
To this pimping, I'm a student, I need a job
This rap ain't paying bills, okay
Blame it on Rashad
I get all in my feelings gather
Blame it all on God
But see that ain't the lesson that
Was taught up from my mom
I be that Pretty Nigga Flacko
– fuck that shit, fuck that bitch
See that shit don't make no sense
He ain't even got a lisp
It's so many fuck rappers
I can't even make a diss
It's so many fuck niggas
Ain't no need to make a list
And tell my momma I'll be straight
All I need is dutches
Swishers, hide my insecurity
Crowded by a bunch of niggas
They just don't be hearing me
You gon' start comparing me
Diamond in the rough, suck my dick
You'll see the clarity later I won't
Won't be this same mothafucka
As soon as I get on, one insane mothafucka
I guess all them concussions
Rattled brain mothafucka
And we don't wanna hear that weak shit
But you love it i be high all in public
See sobriety's a struggle
They pay they bills hating, see
Denying me's a hustle
I been drinking, I been drinking
See the fly in me, I'm buzzing
(That weak shit)
Look at how I'm riding in my bucket
I be cooling 95 degrees, no A
C, but I be cooling
No exaggeration, fucking bitches, I be doing
My pockets hella empty
But these bitches steady choosing
I be cooling 95 degrees, no A
C, but I be cooling
No exaggeration, fucking bitches, I be doing
My pockets hella empty
But these bitches steady choosing
To this pimping, I'm a student, I need a job
This rap ain't paying bills, okay
Blame it on Rashad
I get all in my feelings gather
Blame it all on God
But see that ain't the lesson that
Was taught up from my mom
I be that Pretty Nigga Flacko
– fuck that shit, fuck that bitch
See that shit don't make no sense
He ain't even got a lisp
It's so many fuck rappers
I can't even make a diss
It's so many fuck niggas
Ain't no need to make a list
And tell my momma I'll be straight
All I need is dutches
Swishers, hide my insecurity
Crowded by a bunch of niggas
They just don't be hearing me
You gon' start comparing me
Diamond in the rough, suck my dick
You'll see the clarity later I won't
Won't be this same mothafucka
As soon as I get on, one insane mothafucka
I guess all them concussions
Rattled brain mothafucka
And we don't wanna hear that weak shit
But you love it i be high all in public
See sobriety's a struggle
They pay they bills hating, see
Denying me's a hustle
I been drinking, I been drinking
See the fly in me, I'm buzzing
(That weak shit)
Look at how I'm riding in my bucket
I be cooling 95 degrees, no A
C, but I be cooling
No exaggeration, fucking bitches, I be doing
My pockets hella empty
But these bitches steady choosing