bamman start tweakin' şarkı sözleri
Why you tryna talk to me like we ain't beefin'
I'm out here makin' money and y'all makin' semen
I got a hundred K, I'm tryna make this weekend
If you don't pass the blunt, I'm goin' to start tweakin
I got a big dick, I'ma start freakin
The Patek on my wrist has got me geekin
I could steal your bitch, got the bed creakin
You don't know how to spit, why are you speakin'
Let's smoke, I know the best spot (getting weed)
Drop top, not talkin' headshot (Kennedy)
F*ck this bitch till he said stop
Off two shots, damn, I need to rest up (Hennessy)
Don't call me, I ain't home
I sell drugs, so I got me a fake phone
I don't lace hoes, but I might make some fake dope
Took two hits, now I'm robbin' your lake home
I'm the bestest bitch
Wanna get rid of me, you're gonna need an exorcist
I won't text the bitch
She better rest it bitch, I see the worst in her
Like I'm a pessimist, I might flex the wrist
To show you I don't waste time
Slim thick with a bad bitch waistline
Send a dick pic, but I won't cause I hate mine
Tens are too pretentious, so I date nines
Give me one second, I'll be back
Alright, let's finish this
Why you tryna talk to me like we ain't beefin'
I'm out here makin' money and y'all makin' semen
I got a hundred K, I'm tryna make this weekend
If you don't pass the blunt, I'm goin' to start tweakin
I got a big dick, I'ma start freakin
The Patek on my wrist has got me geekin
I could steal your bitch, got the bed creakin
You don't know how to spit, why are you speakin'

