TWEAK! Lyrics

Tweak!

Aww, bitch

It's flooded on my wrist

Put like 20 of these bitches and it hit

I ran up-up on em, he won't get a split

And niggas bitches, why you know I keep a

Like why you know I keep a blick

That's a hammer on my hip

That's a blammer on my blip

Fuck do niggas hate for?

I ran up the bank more

Talk like I don't bang 4's

You don't get no rank, whore

You don't get no

Dawg is cap

I don't know why niggas think that I can't run it back

Bitch I be like proud about myself I pat my back

Bitch I be like loud about myself I'm out the trap

Bitch I run it back, yeah

That's a hammer on my hip

That's a blammer on my blip

Fuck, fuck do niggas hate for?

I ran up the bank more

Talk like I don't bang 4's

You don't get no rank, whore

You don't get no

Feel like 'Bama how we tied, then we roll on 'em

Or like MMA how we gon' keep the hold on 'em

No Rihanna, Lemonade, she want the whole hundred

If I break a roll, then you and all your hoes comin', done in

This dick a game changer

NBA Street, yeah, this a game breaker

Tell it like I'm Drake, aye okay okay-o

You could give my thanks later, okay

Got pack like a motherfuckin' blunt

We be kickin' down doors like a punt

Niggas pussy, yeah they bleed once a month

Niggas pussy, yeah they bleed once a month