Tweakin lyrics
by Calboy
[Intro]
Brrr, b*tch, you tweakin' (b*tch, you tweakin')
(Broad day with the SK)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
If you in that field, know we hikin', hikin', ayy, ayy
Girl, that's just some di*k, not exciting, 'citing, ayy, ayy
My outfit cost 6K, run up, I'm still fightin', fightin', ayy
Knock 'em down like we bowlin', b*tch, we striking, striking, ayy
[Verse 1]
Didn't go to school, breakin' the rules
b*tch, I was making the rules, ayy
Call me Ms. Asian, that handle the tool
Young n*gga play with them tools
Sit at computers, these b*tches, they mighty confused
All of my bands, they blue
I'ma try to catch a n*gga, I'ma put him in a pot like stew
n*ggas, they soft like food, ayy
b*tch, you tweaking, all my n*ggas, they reaping
Treat a broke b*tch like an eater
Hit my gang on the beeper
These n*ggas ain't hood, ain't striped like Adidas
Stunting on these hoes, you the dust on the sweeper
Throw a n*gga away even though he was a keeper
b*tches be talking, they looking Felicia
Blow a b*tch back like some audio speakers
Grab the dope with the gas, big titty b*tch, no ass
Put an opp brain on my dash
You ain't got enough money to get up with me
She a groupie, she a b*tch, she ain't tough to me
Any n*gga that I f*ck in love with me
That money keep calling, it be cuffing me
On gang, I was riding in the back seat
Hop out, serve a b*tch like a two piece
[Chorus]
If you in that field, know we hikin', hikin', ayy, ayy
Girl, that's just some di*k, not exciting, 'citing, ayy, ayy
My outfit cost 6K, run up, I'm still fightin', fightin', ayy
Knock 'em down like we bowlin', b*tch, we striking, striking, ayy
[Verse 2]
One opp, two opp, three opp, uh
They ain't even get to four, uh
I ain't really with this hip-hop
Got a thirty, that b*tch right at your door
All this back and forth, you flip-flop
Ayy, lil' boy, go do your chores
Killed him, put him in a Ziploc
I'm a real ass b*tch, so that n*gga, he adore
My money so tall, I ball like Shaq
I open my legs, he say it's fat
I'm with it, LV fitted
Pretty ass smile, better hit up my dentist
I'm beating these hoes from start to finish
Ayy, ayy, wrist watch don't tick-tock
Young ass b*tch and I came from the bli-zock
All of my n*ggas they know that pi-zop
Better think twice for you dri-zop
You opp b*tch, ayy, girl, don't talk that tough sh*t
And girl, why you be cuffing? These n*ggas, I'm not loving
That n*gga right there spent a check up on me
My b*tch so bad, got a TEC up on him
Shoot him, kill him, who the next opponent?
Who the next opponent?
[Chorus]
If you in that field, know we hikin', hikin', ayy, ayy
Girl, that's just some di*k, not exciting, 'citing, ayy, ayy
My outfit cost 6K, run up, I'm still fightin', fightin', ayy
Knock 'em down like we bowlin', b*tch, we striking, striking, ayy