Tweakin’ lyrics
by Istanbul King
(Chorus)
Tweaking, tweaking
You can see me leaking
Shush
Be quiet, a real n*gga speaking
(Verse)
I f*ck on that b*tch every season
She only a thot and she wanna please me
I send her away, that b*tch is too greasy
I’m getting buckets, regular for me
Got a Lamb truck, you all slower than me
Rapping offbeat?
Now that’s hard to see
Got sh*thouse mixing?
What you want from me?
Exploiting new beats?
That’s new for me
I’m doing no hook, don’t know how to act
I f*ck on that b*tch, yeah
I’m blowing her back
She up in my pants, when I try to relax
I really don’t know why
sh*t’s way too laid back
Student of the gamе, I’m new
You see
Got my own clique
Got M and Meet
A, And, T, and X, you see
Wait, what the f*ck?, How did I forgеt C?
Guess the little bitty b*tch wanna suck on me
Making long verses, sh*t’s new to me
Rather have more verses and 2, you see
sh*t’s like a freestyle, can’t do that, see?
I guess, you gon have to get used to me
b*tch!
(Chorus)
Tweaking, tweaking
You can see me leaking
Shush
Be quiet, a real n*gga speaking