Weapon X Lyrics

(Hey)

(Yeah)

(Hey, woah)

Stick right by my hand just like I'm Wolverine

Cross right on my neck, iced out a rosary

Baby on my mind just like she 'posed to be

Shawty do some laps just like a roller rink

Icing out my neck, I put baguetties on the face

Gimme all the bread, it's Olive Garden in my bank

Saucing all my shit, baby, spaghetti on the plate

Yeah I got my problems, it don't matter either way

Go, go, go, go, raking in my money just like strippers on a pole

Woah, woah, woah, woah, flip a pill, it look like Pez, I chomp it 'fore a show

I been on a mission (huh?)

Tryna fix what don't need fixing (fix it, yeah)

But you broke it yeah you did, did (you did)

Blame it on addiction, no blame it on them bitches

Yeah, put that X right into exit

Huh, I live in the future not the present

Uh, hop right in the Ghost I'm finna crash it

Pop a pilly feeling like Pac-Man

I don't got no worries, I just wish I had mo' time

Green peaks out my wallet, climbing out just like some vines

Drop some green in Dior and I told 'em they got slimed

Demon in a sheepish coat, false prophet in its prime

That's money, but you know I love it

That's money, and you know I thumb it

Get running, chopstick I drumed it

It's bumping, mosh pit I jump in

Yeah, I been all by myself

Yeah, the money it doesn't help

Yeah, I blame it on myself

Yeah, I blame it on myself

Stick right by my hand just like I'm Wolverine

Cross right on my neck, iced out a rosary

Baby on my mind just like she 'posed to be

Shawty do some laps just like a roller rink