Tweakin
Yea
Lil baby tweakin
Yea
Lil baby tweakin
Fuckin of the drugs
Finna have me geekin
Ion pay for pussy
Could never say I'm feenin
I'll break ya jaw
Leave ya whole shit leaking
Baby better be squirtin
She better not be peeing
Got a bitch for the day and two for the evening (Like Gla)
Two dicks in my pants for the bitch and friends (Like Gla)
Fuck what's in them jeans (Like Gla)
I need my dividends (Like Gla Gla Gla Damn)
Tired of these goofy niggas movin funny
Pretty on the inside but the outside ugly
Huh
Shh
Nigga what's funny
Ain't shit funny but ya fuckin money
Huh
Bop
Two bitties on the low
If I show up
I needa bag for the show
How the fuck he see me and Ian see him
Bitch ion get mad no mo
I get even
Bitch imma asshole how I talk shit
She blow the dick
She eat the dick
She lick the dick
But can't get it up
I guess it's really fuck the luck
And damn she nasty
If the bitch could bitch about a bitch she can't have me
Classy Baby don't never keep it classy
If she ain't poppin it on snap don't at me
Shorty tweakin
Where my dick go?
Bop
Huh (Like Bitch)
If you could go low then I go lo lo
I play child games with the bitch
Hi de ho
I go from the sister to the aunty
To the random to the fuckin cousin
I could give a fuck bout a nigga buggin
You coulda called my phone if I slid to get the huggin (Huggin like)
Peek a boo
Peek a boo
Peek a boo
Peek a boo
Peek a boo
Yes
Ahh
Lil baby tweakin
Yea
Lil baby tweakin
Fuckin of the drugs
Finna have me geekin
Ion pay for pussy
Could never say I'm feenin
I'll break ya jaw
Leave ya whole shit leaking
Baby better be squirtin
She better not be peeing
Got a bitch for the day and two for the evening (Like Gla)
Two dicks in my pants for the bitch and friends (Like Gla)
Fuck what's in them jeans (Like Gla)
I need my dividends (Like Gla Gla Gla Damn)
Tired of these goofy niggas movin funny
Pretty on the inside but the outside ugly
Huh
Shh
Nigga what's funny
Ain't shit funny but ya fuckin money
Huh
Bop
Two bitties on the low
If I show up
I needa bag for the show
How the fuck he see me and Ian see him
Bitch ion get mad no mo
I get even
Bitch imma asshole how I talk shit
She blow the dick
She eat the dick
She lick the dick
But can't get it up
I guess it's really fuck the luck
And damn she nasty
If the bitch could bitch about a bitch she can't have me
Classy Baby don't never keep it classy
If she ain't poppin it on snap don't at me
Shorty tweakin
Where my dick go?
Bop
Huh (Like Bitch)
If you could go low then I go lo lo
I play child games with the bitch
Hi de ho
I go from the sister to the aunty
To the random to the fuckin cousin
I could give a fuck bout a nigga buggin
You coulda called my phone if I slid to get the huggin (Huggin like)
Peek a boo
Peek a boo
Peek a boo
Peek a boo
Peek a boo
Yes
Ahh
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Writer(s): Christian Emmanuel Walker
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