Tweakin (feat. RNS Tray)

She callin' my phone I don't see it I'm in the booth and you know that I'm speakin

You callin' me, ain't got no reason Why you on my phone, you know that you tweakin

Like, baby, what's up

I could put it on you, give you all that you love

Off the drugs, yeah, we fuck Pop a Perk in this bitch, got me fuckin

for months I don't know where to nut

Turn her face to my tip and she told me to bust

I'm with Tray, know what's up

Got two Glocks in this bitch and you know that it's tucked

Mm, no luck You try us in this bitch, no luck

We gon' hit at his clique if they buck Beef with us once and you know that it's Stuck

Used to have no money, it was funny

Now you on dick, cause you know you a dummy You be sharin' your clothes, you look bummy

I can't beef with you ****, you under me And you postin' them pictures, they not for

me All this shit in your phone, only God can see

He gon' tell me if you not the one for me So you might as well keep it a buck with me

Mm, okay I just walked in this bitch with a drac

I'ma shoot it if these **** play Bustin' a hundred and I ain't shootin' strays

Hit my target, you know I got aim I got killers, they bust at your brain

Mm, no games They do not play no games

If I call, they gon' come right away Hop out the Uber, they slangin' them thangs

Mm, mm when I'm rich, ain't no coppin a chain

Cop me a crib in the hills for the gang Mm, mm RNS, that's the clique that I claim

All my ****, we bangin' the same

She callin' my phone I don't see it I'm in the booth and you know that I'm speakin

You callin' me, ain't got no reason Why you on my phone, you know that you tweakin

Like, baby, what's up

I could put it on you, give you all that you love

Off the drugs, yeah, we fuck Pop a Perk in this bitch, got me fuckin

for months I don't know where to nut

Turn her face to my tip and she told me to bust

I'm with Tray, know what's up

Got two Glocks in this bitch and you know that it's tucked

Mm, no luck You try us in this bitch, no luck

We gon' hit at his clique if they buck Beef with us once and you know that it's Stuck

Ayy, she callin' my phone, she toxic We off them Xans and Roxys

You play with my brain, stop it They copy my swag, they bop it

In the booth, I'm leanin' and rockin' Bring it up and you changin' the topic

Ayy, my feelings is true I want you for you

I don't want you to change, I want you stay the same

I'm thinkin' about you, I'm swervin' in the rain

You say that you sorry, but you do the same

The shit that you do got me goin' insane

Can I confess to you, can I let out my pain

Keep doin' me wrong like, what is your game

I'm a real ****, you used to them lames

I don't wanna see our love go up in flames

It won't be the same, it won't be the same

Feel like I'm boxed in, locked in them chains

You got the key to my heart, don't throw it away

Are you leavin' or are you gon' stay

Tryna see if our love is at stake

Let me know right away

She callin' my phone I don't see it I'm in the booth and you know that I'm speakin

You callin' me, ain't got no reason Why you on my phone, you know that you tweakin

Like, baby, what's up

I could put it on you, give you all that you love

Off the drugs, yeah, we fuck Pop a Perk in this bitch, got me fuckin

for months I don't know where to nut

Turn her face to my tip and she told me to bust

I'm with Tray, know what's up

Got two Glocks in this bitch and you know that it's tucked

Mm, no luck You try us in this bitch, no luck

We gon' hit at his clique if they buck Beef with us once and you know that it's Stuck