He Tweakin' (feat. Ki-On)
Where i'm from you talking shit them niggas put you in ya place
I'm on the highway 3 am my nigga speedin like issa race
I'm on the phone can't talk for long cause I ain't tryna build no case
He got booked 4 times and he out he relocating cause he snake
My bitch be talking all that shit but I don't give fuck bout that
I just a roll a blunt then i'll be blowing out her back
Them niggas always got opinions I be dishing out them facts
Yo homie said got the sauce and you still broke boy you ain't bout racks
You ain't got no spine lil pussy boy you outta time
The bottom line I keep them benjis by my side
You disrespect one of my brothers then we ride
No marching bands we dance with drums that choppa slide
They think they tough cause they be tweaking off them meds
I keep a bitch that eat the dick up straight from bed
No pillow talking man I beat the pussy dead
This ain't no game so don't be creeping by that lead
Drama time you pussy boys so traumatized my shooters shoot like columbine
I just recruit my college side coach k shit draw plays shit
Trapping all week on the day shift hit ak gotta new play
If it's up bitch we don't say shit
I been eating getting this cake thats why im gaining all that weight
And where im from there aint no fee its free to put you in your place
Feel like obi i'm the one straight out New York yeah its up
No reaction button in person when i'm standing there with a gun
I should tell you what she said bout you but I ain't gone be the one
Yeah its last suppa till im done me and KT back together
Bitch gotta finish shit that aint done
And I came here with a pump ain't for no flat tires or nothing
Where im from they really gang bang and everybody walk with a gun
She think rona when i cough bitch na this shit be the runts
I got two sluts in the cut they let me do whatever I want
Shit getting tough it feel like the old days I got on gold chains she do a line
She like cocaine thinking she Stella aye
I'm digging her groove aye she do a line
Swerving in both lanes we got on spinning chains
Smoking grams in a blunt throwing bands in the club
Opps slide three times you gone get back or what
You gone get back or what you gone get back or what
I'm on the highway 3 am my nigga speedin like issa race
I'm on the phone can't talk for long cause I ain't tryna build no case
He got booked 4 times and he out he relocating cause he snake
My bitch be talking all that shit but I don't give fuck bout that
I just a roll a blunt then i'll be blowing out her back
Them niggas always got opinions I be dishing out them facts
Yo homie said got the sauce and you still broke boy you ain't bout racks
You ain't got no spine lil pussy boy you outta time
The bottom line I keep them benjis by my side
You disrespect one of my brothers then we ride
No marching bands we dance with drums that choppa slide
They think they tough cause they be tweaking off them meds
I keep a bitch that eat the dick up straight from bed
No pillow talking man I beat the pussy dead
This ain't no game so don't be creeping by that lead
Drama time you pussy boys so traumatized my shooters shoot like columbine
I just recruit my college side coach k shit draw plays shit
Trapping all week on the day shift hit ak gotta new play
If it's up bitch we don't say shit
I been eating getting this cake thats why im gaining all that weight
And where im from there aint no fee its free to put you in your place
Feel like obi i'm the one straight out New York yeah its up
No reaction button in person when i'm standing there with a gun
I should tell you what she said bout you but I ain't gone be the one
Yeah its last suppa till im done me and KT back together
Bitch gotta finish shit that aint done
And I came here with a pump ain't for no flat tires or nothing
Where im from they really gang bang and everybody walk with a gun
She think rona when i cough bitch na this shit be the runts
I got two sluts in the cut they let me do whatever I want
Shit getting tough it feel like the old days I got on gold chains she do a line
She like cocaine thinking she Stella aye
I'm digging her groove aye she do a line
Swerving in both lanes we got on spinning chains
Smoking grams in a blunt throwing bands in the club
Opps slide three times you gone get back or what
You gone get back or what you gone get back or what
Credits
Writer(s): Ki-on Matthews
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