Twisted Tea
Where you from, Where you from, smack me, smack me
Back with the boo clique COVID got me feelin sick, Man we getttin lit, Never gunna quit, Chillin at the Grandmas house, You know what were about, And were rollin up an ounce, Nelz chillin on the couch, Rippin on my dab pen, While y'all home fappin, We out here rappin, Most of y'all are cappin, Ain't about that action, This is just faction, Of what we boutta do keep it true I'm a foo, Sippin on my cranberry juice, Nowadays I'm barely getting loose, cause I'm always wound up
Built this from the ground up, beat from d Dakota
You smelling that aroma?
That's a clique
recipe, You ain't shit testin me, don't get it twisted G
Cause I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea
I'm all about these fucking memes, I'm all about these fucking dreams
I'm all about this fucking team, I never keep it clean, It's explicit content, my words are like vomit leave a like comment, this a clique comet
Cause I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea
Cause I can keep it chilling, or I can be the villain Asking for a million, nah I need a billion
Call me Dr.
Evil, but I'm rhyming for the people
I ain't got no fucking equal, I'm standing on my steeple Just a dirty little Leo with a little bit of ego, Boo clique is the deepo, I love the clique credo
Cause we always rolling deep, we bout to fucking seep
Up in this industry, you wanna get rid of me?
Come on dawg, you kidding me
They bringin out the kid in me, so if y'all wanna scrap We can do it like that, but I'm coming with the gat Nah, I grab the bat, fuck it, where's the can
I'm the fucking man and I'm rollin with my clan
And I don't give a damn cause I got they fucking backs, King Casper ima Mack with Danny on the track King Louis with the knack to find all these artists, We trying to go the hardest, we trying to go the farthest
We coming from the darkness, flying through space, Cause I'm a fucking martian, so don't fuck with me
Cause we trying to keep the peace, if you trying to test me
I'll smack you with the Tea
Cause I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea
Yeah, you got yours, buddy
Back with the boo clique COVID got me feelin sick, Man we getttin lit, Never gunna quit, Chillin at the Grandmas house, You know what were about, And were rollin up an ounce, Nelz chillin on the couch, Rippin on my dab pen, While y'all home fappin, We out here rappin, Most of y'all are cappin, Ain't about that action, This is just faction, Of what we boutta do keep it true I'm a foo, Sippin on my cranberry juice, Nowadays I'm barely getting loose, cause I'm always wound up
Built this from the ground up, beat from d Dakota
You smelling that aroma?
That's a clique
recipe, You ain't shit testin me, don't get it twisted G
Cause I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea
I'm all about these fucking memes, I'm all about these fucking dreams
I'm all about this fucking team, I never keep it clean, It's explicit content, my words are like vomit leave a like comment, this a clique comet
Cause I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea
Cause I can keep it chilling, or I can be the villain Asking for a million, nah I need a billion
Call me Dr.
Evil, but I'm rhyming for the people
I ain't got no fucking equal, I'm standing on my steeple Just a dirty little Leo with a little bit of ego, Boo clique is the deepo, I love the clique credo
Cause we always rolling deep, we bout to fucking seep
Up in this industry, you wanna get rid of me?
Come on dawg, you kidding me
They bringin out the kid in me, so if y'all wanna scrap We can do it like that, but I'm coming with the gat Nah, I grab the bat, fuck it, where's the can
I'm the fucking man and I'm rollin with my clan
And I don't give a damn cause I got they fucking backs, King Casper ima Mack with Danny on the track King Louis with the knack to find all these artists, We trying to go the hardest, we trying to go the farthest
We coming from the darkness, flying through space, Cause I'm a fucking martian, so don't fuck with me
Cause we trying to keep the peace, if you trying to test me
I'll smack you with the Tea
Cause I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea
Yeah, you got yours, buddy
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Writer(s): Jesse White
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