Bizarre by Tiny Jag Lyrics

I'm not into talking on the phone now
Niggas disrespectful think they grown now
Playing crazy so I gotta change the tone now
They on the own now
Bring the dogs out
Been playing with fire I got scars now
GLK350 we got cars now
Bitch I'm glowing you can see me from a far now
I'm so bizarre now

I'm so bizarre bitch what (what)
I don't give a fuck I need bread (bitch yah yah)
These bitches will bitches will bring it to your head hoe
Put a fucking telephone number on your big toe
I can't make this up bitch I don't give a fuck

I don't give a fuck
I couldn't if I tried I swear my understanding sucks
All these crazy ass bitches thinking we won't hem them up
Run my bread or put them up
That's how this shit is ending up
Here sis take your lumps
Take your lumps sis (bitch)
You a punk sis (yah yah)
We have bitches just like you for lunch bitch (yah yah)
No I ain't forgot so run my stuff bitch (bitch)
Quit playing so much that's enough bitch (bitch yah)

Bitch that's enough
I'm not good with tough
So put some flowers in your voice bitch
Address me with the fluff
We get rowdy ruff
When that shit ain't adding up
I'm pulling up
Bitch what up
Pull right back off in the truck

Bring the dogs out
Been playing with fire I got scars now
GLK350 we got cars now
Bitch I'm glowing you can see me from a far now
I'm so bizarre now

I'm so bizarre bitch what (bitch bitch)
I don't give a fuck I need bread (I need bread bitch)
These bitches will bitches will bring it to your head hoe
Put a fucking telephone number on your big toe
I can't make this up bitch I don't give a fuck