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4/1 - Tweak Lyrics



4/1 - Tweak Lyrics
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[ Featuring Tata, Jenn Carter, Kyle Richh ]

It's Carter, dickhead (KayArchon)
Grrah

Bitch, I'ma tweak (bitch, I'ma tweak)
And the opps, they popped, like (and the opps, they popped)
I got a freak (I got a freak)
Like, bad bitch, put the knock in her sock (put the knock in her sock)
That boy a baby, let him sleep, like
They gon' rap what they not (grrah)
If he think that he crazy, he a dweeb
Like, bitch, I'm with KR Da G, grrah
It's a million thots who could give me some box (what the f*ck?)
B-BBL body or not
Like, real love, I don't get it a lot
(Big pole on my-) no dancer
We in bammers with multiple hammers (bammers)
Like, bro throw it back like a camera
And we takin' the top off, no cancer (bitch)

When I got me some ice, all the thooties went nuts (like)
Like, bitch on my body, wan' f*ck with a stud (like)
And my wrist like a coochie the way that it feel (grrah)
All this money, I'm feelin' corrupt (it's Carter, dickhead)
Don't give me dap, you not my mud, like, grrah
Bitch, I'm on timin', ain't shit to discuss (damn)
And they mention my name 'cause they know I got buzz, grrah (grrah, grrah, boom)

Gotta shake up the Sprite every time that I'm pourin' it up (like, damn)
Money, I got more than enough
How is you dissin', can't show me a buck? (Bitch)
Can't lie, I don't give a f*ck
I might pop out the cut, throw three out the truck
Tried-tried to run, but he ran out of luck
Like, new opp, f*ck, I'm f*cked (f*ck, I'm-)

Bitch, I'm off the deuce (I'm off the deuce)
Need a driver, I'm losin' my screws
Go switch that V, throw three at his crew (throw three at his crew), like
He wanted fame, now that boy on the news (now that boy on the news)
Bitch, I'm the don and I'm sippin' on Julio (sippin' on what?)
Thooties in tune like I'm starin' in ZEUS (It's Carter, dickhead), like
And I still keep a toolio
Niggas ain't mention my name for the views

I got blues, but I don't got a clue
Who really love me? I do not know who
Who gonna run on me? Who gonna shoot?
Who gonna tell on me? Who gonna boom?
I'm on his body, no tattoos
Why my name in they mouth? No cashew
Like, I'm froze, I'm stuck, no statue (grrah)
Like, put the G to his face, now he fragile, grrah (four-one shots to the head, bitch)

And if he talk on my gang, he won't do it again (he won't do it again)
EBK, bitch, I'm standin' on ten (standin' on ten)
Wa-wa-watch how the bitches call me Ben (ayy)
How the dummy gon' duck? Put the beam on his head (ayy)
Grrah, and I got the baddies, they tryna get bent (tryna get bent)
And you know the thooties wanna party with Jenn (wanna party with Jenn)
I be in the coochie, I might nut on her bed, like (nut on her-)
Like, I'm tryna see which bitch I'ma hit next, like (grrah, grrah, boom)
Grrah, and I'm tryna see which thootie I'ma choose (one, two)
All the bitches look thick, oh shoot (word to bro)
If she pretty enough, I let her wear my chain
And if she do it good, I take her to the moon (take her to the movies)
If he run into me, he doomed (boom)
If I see-, I boom (grrt, boom)
If he get in the way, then he gettin' hit too
They don't know I stuck in with the deuce in my shoe (damn)
And right now, I'm chillin' with the dudes and the boos (word to bro)
Nigga, I'm tryna smoke me a- (ah, ah)
Nigga, I'm tryna roll up the-
Nigga, you wanna die with him too? (Ah)
Like, why they be all on my dick?
I get money and all of my niggas up top
Niggas droppin' diss tracks on Christmas (what the f*ck?)
What the f*ck? Your mans just died

Bitch, I'ma tweak (bitch, I'ma tweak)
And the opps, they popped, like (and the opps, they popped)
I got a freak (I got a freak)
Like, bad bitch, put the knock in her sock (put the knock in her sock)
That boy a baby, let him sleep, like
They gon' rap what they not (grrah)
If he think that he crazy, he a dweeb
Like, bitch, I'm with KR Da G, grrah
It's a million thots who could give me some box (what the f*ck?)
B-BBL body or not
Like, real love, I don't get it a lot
(Big pole on my-) no dancer
We in bammers with multiple hammers (bammers)
Like, bro throw it back like a camera
And we takin' the top off, no cancer (bitch)
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English

It's Carter, dickhead (KayArchon)
Grrah

Bitch, I'ma tweak (bitch, I'ma tweak)
And the opps, they popped, like (and the opps, they popped)
I got a freak (I got a freak)
Like, bad bitch, put the knock in her sock (put the knock in her sock)
That boy a baby, let him sleep, like
They gon' rap what they not (grrah)
If he think that he crazy, he a dweeb
Like, bitch, I'm with KR Da G, grrah
It's a million thots who could give me some box (what the f*ck?)
B-BBL body or not
Like, real love, I don't get it a lot
(Big pole on my-) no dancer
We in bammers with multiple hammers (bammers)
Like, bro throw it back like a camera
And we takin' the top off, no cancer (bitch)

When I got me some ice, all the thooties went nuts (like)
Like, bitch on my body, wan' f*ck with a stud (like)
And my wrist like a coochie the way that it feel (grrah)
All this money, I'm feelin' corrupt (it's Carter, dickhead)
Don't give me dap, you not my mud, like, grrah
Bitch, I'm on timin', ain't shit to discuss (damn)
And they mention my name 'cause they know I got buzz, grrah (grrah, grrah, boom)

Gotta shake up the Sprite every time that I'm pourin' it up (like, damn)
Money, I got more than enough
How is you dissin', can't show me a buck? (Bitch)
Can't lie, I don't give a f*ck
I might pop out the cut, throw three out the truck
Tried-tried to run, but he ran out of luck
Like, new opp, f*ck, I'm f*cked (f*ck, I'm-)

Bitch, I'm off the deuce (I'm off the deuce)
Need a driver, I'm losin' my screws
Go switch that V, throw three at his crew (throw three at his crew), like
He wanted fame, now that boy on the news (now that boy on the news)
Bitch, I'm the don and I'm sippin' on Julio (sippin' on what?)
Thooties in tune like I'm starin' in ZEUS (It's Carter, dickhead), like
And I still keep a toolio
Niggas ain't mention my name for the views

I got blues, but I don't got a clue
Who really love me? I do not know who
Who gonna run on me? Who gonna shoot?
Who gonna tell on me? Who gonna boom?
I'm on his body, no tattoos
Why my name in they mouth? No cashew
Like, I'm froze, I'm stuck, no statue (grrah)
Like, put the G to his face, now he fragile, grrah (four-one shots to the head, bitch)

And if he talk on my gang, he won't do it again (he won't do it again)
EBK, bitch, I'm standin' on ten (standin' on ten)
Wa-wa-watch how the bitches call me Ben (ayy)
How the dummy gon' duck? Put the beam on his head (ayy)
Grrah, and I got the baddies, they tryna get bent (tryna get bent)
And you know the thooties wanna party with Jenn (wanna party with Jenn)
I be in the coochie, I might nut on her bed, like (nut on her-)
Like, I'm tryna see which bitch I'ma hit next, like (grrah, grrah, boom)
Grrah, and I'm tryna see which thootie I'ma choose (one, two)
All the bitches look thick, oh shoot (word to bro)
If she pretty enough, I let her wear my chain
And if she do it good, I take her to the moon (take her to the movies)
If he run into me, he doomed (boom)
If I see-, I boom (grrt, boom)
If he get in the way, then he gettin' hit too
They don't know I stuck in with the deuce in my shoe (damn)
And right now, I'm chillin' with the dudes and the boos (word to bro)
Nigga, I'm tryna smoke me a- (ah, ah)
Nigga, I'm tryna roll up the-
Nigga, you wanna die with him too? (Ah)
Like, why they be all on my dick?
I get money and all of my niggas up top
Niggas droppin' diss tracks on Christmas (what the f*ck?)
What the f*ck? Your mans just died

Bitch, I'ma tweak (bitch, I'ma tweak)
And the opps, they popped, like (and the opps, they popped)
I got a freak (I got a freak)
Like, bad bitch, put the knock in her sock (put the knock in her sock)
That boy a baby, let him sleep, like
They gon' rap what they not (grrah)
If he think that he crazy, he a dweeb
Like, bitch, I'm with KR Da G, grrah
It's a million thots who could give me some box (what the f*ck?)
B-BBL body or not
Like, real love, I don't get it a lot
(Big pole on my-) no dancer
We in bammers with multiple hammers (bammers)
Like, bro throw it back like a camera
And we takin' the top off, no cancer (bitch)
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Writer: Derrick Blades Gary, Jennifer Oghebekevwe Akpofure, Olatunde Fasheun
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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