Tweak Shii
Angels and demons, who to fight?
I dont know im tweakin'
Fuck was he thinking?
He played our money, so we had to beat him
Choppa been speaking, I guess we boutta go and tweak shit
I hit up lil veli, said get the brooms, we boutta sweep shit
You left when it hurt, go get the fabric
Put him on a shirt, give him the bird
Said rest in peace, put your ass in dirt
The chop like to flirt, every kiss begins with AK
Catch a pussy nigga, slipping glock 23 it hold a pippen nigga
We like gettin' money,
We like fuckin' bitches, we treat our glocks like some women
Go get them extensions
Zack shouldve pulled over, he heard a Supernova
I tell a bitch to spread her legs, she don't got a bend over
She part the sea, she got a nigga feelin' like he Noah
She can't get up when I'm done, she sittin' like Rosa
I call her Lisa when I'm in it, she turn to a Mona
I'm diggin' in her guts it's a good thing she a organ doner
We on your block, we get to drummond
I feel like a piston
We got suppressors, we can slide, goin' on Acapella
Her pussy stink, she gotta go, I can't get salmonella
I got a girl to scout for me, I call her Isabella
But I want a Vanessa, she askin' me for the stick, she got a vendetta
She want Berettas in all black like she Bayonetta
She always chewin' gun, that's probably why she always extra
We cookin' up in the lab, I'm feelin' like Dexter
This ain't no joke, do a look like I'm a fuckin' jester
A 5 it go for a hunnid, we gotta get some money
Bitch, we taxin' to the rich, we cant front a junkies
Outta country, by any means, go get this money
We play with Thunder, oh, he like that, call this ass Lucky
Oh, she horny, pussy queefin' like a rubber ducky
I'm bout to tweak on niggas, I heard that, they be talkin' funny
Angels and demons, who to fight?
I dont know im tweakin'
Fuck was he thinking?
He played our money, so we had to beat him
Choppa been speaking, I guess we boutta go and tweak shit
I hit up lil veli, said get the brooms, we boutta sweep shit
You left when it hurt, go get the fabric
Put him on a shirt, give him the bird
Said rest in peace, put your ass in dirt
The chop like to flirt, every kiss begins with AK
Catch a pussy nigga, slipping glock 23 it hold a pippen nigga
I dont know im tweakin'
Fuck was he thinking?
He played our money, so we had to beat him
Choppa been speaking, I guess we boutta go and tweak shit
I hit up lil veli, said get the brooms, we boutta sweep shit
You left when it hurt, go get the fabric
Put him on a shirt, give him the bird
Said rest in peace, put your ass in dirt
The chop like to flirt, every kiss begins with AK
Catch a pussy nigga, slipping glock 23 it hold a pippen nigga
We like gettin' money,
We like fuckin' bitches, we treat our glocks like some women
Go get them extensions
Zack shouldve pulled over, he heard a Supernova
I tell a bitch to spread her legs, she don't got a bend over
She part the sea, she got a nigga feelin' like he Noah
She can't get up when I'm done, she sittin' like Rosa
I call her Lisa when I'm in it, she turn to a Mona
I'm diggin' in her guts it's a good thing she a organ doner
We on your block, we get to drummond
I feel like a piston
We got suppressors, we can slide, goin' on Acapella
Her pussy stink, she gotta go, I can't get salmonella
I got a girl to scout for me, I call her Isabella
But I want a Vanessa, she askin' me for the stick, she got a vendetta
She want Berettas in all black like she Bayonetta
She always chewin' gun, that's probably why she always extra
We cookin' up in the lab, I'm feelin' like Dexter
This ain't no joke, do a look like I'm a fuckin' jester
A 5 it go for a hunnid, we gotta get some money
Bitch, we taxin' to the rich, we cant front a junkies
Outta country, by any means, go get this money
We play with Thunder, oh, he like that, call this ass Lucky
Oh, she horny, pussy queefin' like a rubber ducky
I'm bout to tweak on niggas, I heard that, they be talkin' funny
Angels and demons, who to fight?
I dont know im tweakin'
Fuck was he thinking?
He played our money, so we had to beat him
Choppa been speaking, I guess we boutta go and tweak shit
I hit up lil veli, said get the brooms, we boutta sweep shit
You left when it hurt, go get the fabric
Put him on a shirt, give him the bird
Said rest in peace, put your ass in dirt
The chop like to flirt, every kiss begins with AK
Catch a pussy nigga, slipping glock 23 it hold a pippen nigga
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Writer(s): Bryan Kanneh
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