Haha by Weiland Lyrics
[Intro: Weiland]
Let me take you home, yeah
I'ma only tell you by the one time‚ come on
Put my Rolex on‚ you just gotta put it on like
Yeah‚ you got it
[Pre-Chorus: Weiland]
Stop it
What's up in my pocket?
Any opps pocket watchin'
I jugg, ain't had no option
Got big Prada in the closet
Plenty Patek watches
Everything I do, they copy
I'm the trendin' topic
[Chorus: Weiland]
Ha‚ ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha‚ ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Walkin' out the bank, we sayin' ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Walkin' out the bank, we sayin' ha-ha
[Verse 1: Weiland]
Ricky, no Amiri, bitch, this shit so serious
These bitches delirious, these racks mysterious
Ain't with Bloods, on period
Pop a Perc', I'm furious
Bad bitch a Sagittarius
Packrunner experience
I do fraud, it's glorious
She give head, victorious
Pay me with them bands
Started out from nothin', then I came up with some bands
Bitch, I had that money before I got an advance, ha
I can't trust nobody (I can't trust nobody)
I can't trust nobody, yeah, I can't feel my body
Off the Perc', can't feel my body
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Pop this Perc', make me twerk on a bitch (On a bitch)
In the club, walk around with my stick (With my stick)
My pieces hittin', yeah, your pieces lookin' brick (Alright, alright)
When I walk in, bitches starin', they take pics (Alright, alright)
[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
My pieces hit and yo' shit lookin' like some tap water
We ain't worried 'bout you comin' like a backorder
I feel like Apple 'cause I'm sendin' out the MAC orders (Bang, bang)
They shootin' niggas and they hittin' off the back border
Choppa size of a dwarf, where is Snow White? (Snow White)
And I be gettin' the same color as a go light (Uh-huh)
Give that bitch my slim jimmy, ain't got no type (Ah)
You'd think she rented how I gave her back in one night (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Sos' baby)
Pull up, kill everybody, buy a casket for 'em
Say she lookin' for the boss, well you ran into him
Now you got him in your presence, what you gon' do for him?
That lil' nigga missed his shot 'cause he got stupid form (Dummy)
Niggas wanna be in gang, tell 'em sign up
All these hoes be tryna see where you gon' wind up
Brush my teeth and flame a blunt when I wake up
Tell that bitch I'm good, but good ain't good enough (Uh-huh)
(Let's get it)
[Pre-Chorus: Weiland]
Stop it
What's up in my pocket?
Any opps pocket watchin'
I jugg, ain't had no option
Got big Prada in the closet
Plenty Patek watches
Everything I do, they copy
I'm the trendin' topic
[Chorus: Weiland]
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Walkin' out the bank, we sayin' ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Walkin' out the bank, we sayin' ha-ha
Let me take you home, yeah
I'ma only tell you by the one time‚ come on
Put my Rolex on‚ you just gotta put it on like
Yeah‚ you got it
[Pre-Chorus: Weiland]
Stop it
What's up in my pocket?
Any opps pocket watchin'
I jugg, ain't had no option
Got big Prada in the closet
Plenty Patek watches
Everything I do, they copy
I'm the trendin' topic
[Chorus: Weiland]
Ha‚ ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha‚ ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Walkin' out the bank, we sayin' ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Walkin' out the bank, we sayin' ha-ha
[Verse 1: Weiland]
Ricky, no Amiri, bitch, this shit so serious
These bitches delirious, these racks mysterious
Ain't with Bloods, on period
Pop a Perc', I'm furious
Bad bitch a Sagittarius
Packrunner experience
I do fraud, it's glorious
She give head, victorious
Pay me with them bands
Started out from nothin', then I came up with some bands
Bitch, I had that money before I got an advance, ha
I can't trust nobody (I can't trust nobody)
I can't trust nobody, yeah, I can't feel my body
Off the Perc', can't feel my body
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Pop this Perc', make me twerk on a bitch (On a bitch)
In the club, walk around with my stick (With my stick)
My pieces hittin', yeah, your pieces lookin' brick (Alright, alright)
When I walk in, bitches starin', they take pics (Alright, alright)
[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
My pieces hit and yo' shit lookin' like some tap water
We ain't worried 'bout you comin' like a backorder
I feel like Apple 'cause I'm sendin' out the MAC orders (Bang, bang)
They shootin' niggas and they hittin' off the back border
Choppa size of a dwarf, where is Snow White? (Snow White)
And I be gettin' the same color as a go light (Uh-huh)
Give that bitch my slim jimmy, ain't got no type (Ah)
You'd think she rented how I gave her back in one night (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Sos' baby)
Pull up, kill everybody, buy a casket for 'em
Say she lookin' for the boss, well you ran into him
Now you got him in your presence, what you gon' do for him?
That lil' nigga missed his shot 'cause he got stupid form (Dummy)
Niggas wanna be in gang, tell 'em sign up
All these hoes be tryna see where you gon' wind up
Brush my teeth and flame a blunt when I wake up
Tell that bitch I'm good, but good ain't good enough (Uh-huh)
(Let's get it)
[Pre-Chorus: Weiland]
Stop it
What's up in my pocket?
Any opps pocket watchin'
I jugg, ain't had no option
Got big Prada in the closet
Plenty Patek watches
Everything I do, they copy
I'm the trendin' topic
[Chorus: Weiland]
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Walkin' out the bank, we sayin' ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Walkin' out the bank, we sayin' ha-ha