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Weird
4
Hip-Hop/Rap
Weird wurde am 26. Februar 2026 von Bandz Policy als Teil des Albums Pluggnb Gambino veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum26. Februar 2026
LabelBandz Policy
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM134

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bino Bandz
Bino Bandz
Bass
Brandyn Pryor
Brandyn Pryor
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bino Bandz
Bino Bandz
Songwriter
Brandyn Pryor
Brandyn Pryor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bino Bandz
Bino Bandz
Engineer
Brandyn Pryor
Brandyn Pryor
Executive Producer

Songtexte

I be high in the muhfuckin sky but I'm still lookin up tryin talk to the Lord
If you try one of us then you dyin, I'll show you how quick I am poppin my door
We caught them bags out west and we dump them bitches right off of the eastern shore
She want me be mad, I guess, I'll real live drag on that bitch all her **** is poor
We killing this drip shit, fresh as a corpse
Make plays off bench shit feel like a sport
No special appearance but bro goin walk in the court like Floyd, and come out like Morgan
Freeman, beat it
We beating cases if you can't see it
Losses turned lessons I'm jhi undefeated
You switchin up was like one of my fears
I cut her off cause she act weird
Huh
I'm gettin money fa sure
Huh
These **** do it for show
I'm makin plays, I ain't playin around with the grind I told you I'm serious
Period
Face card gold, I got good credit this shit like experian
Bad lil hoe I dog her, she on all fours
I gave her the dick she delirious
Runnin a check up like Usain
Fuckin a check up, I need a check up it almost drove my ass insane
But I bounce quick like a trampoline
Pour drank in my cup like Kirko Bang
This shit just a four of the lean
This glock 19 jhi nice with the range
But this shit work best up close
This shit ain't a ghost, I'm protected by my aunt ghost but this glock is a factory
I'm trapper of the muhfuckin year, I'm runnin a round like a muhfuckin athlete
She hate when I talk back but when I talk to that cat she don't say that's sassy
Marry to the money I'm too romantic
I'm just trying to be high and havin
I be high in the muhfuckin sky but I'm still lookin up tryin talk to the Lord
If you try one of us then you dyin, I'll show you how quick I am poppin my door
We caught them bags out west and we dump them bitches right off of the eastern shore
She want me be mad, I guess, I'll real live drag on that bitch all her **** is poor
We killing this drip shit, fresh as a corpse
Make plays off bench shit feel like a sport
No special appearance but bro goin walk in the court like Floyd, and come out like Morgan
Freeman, beat it
We beating cases if you can't see it
Losses turned lessons I'm jhi undefeated
You switchin up was like one of my fears
I cut her off cause she act weird
Written by: Bino Bandz, Brandyn Pryor
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