Tweakin (Original)

I'm tweakin' like a hoe I need a lighter in case you gon' roll up Spin' for the gang We finna go up I got that 5-5-6 aim to your head, finna blow up Man, look where I'm at I'm chasin' the bag I'm countin' these racks I'm up in the party, I'm havin' a blast Man, I be doin' the dash You be sayin' my music is ass But I know you stuck in the past I can't ever lack I'm finna go back to my old ways, back then was them good days It's tough that you can't relate I'm finna go ghost when I get the fame You act like a fan You act idiotic get hit with a pan The shit that I say, I stand Show me a band, cause I know you cant Your hoe lookin' good on the gram She makin' a movie on cam Take her to the beach, get her tanned Lovee when we makin' angels in the sand It took me a minute to get where I'm at Never chase a hoe, I'm chasin' that bag But I might fight a bitch if she talks to my man They think I'm a sinner I'm just a beginner The way that I move in my life, I guess i can say I'm a winner Yeah, I'm finna go bigger Yeah, he found a lil' hoe on Tinder You need a baby sitter Cause I'ma be up and I'ma be with her Yeah, hoe think she grown? She talkin' all crazy all up on the phone Girl, leave me alone When I see you on site, bitch, I'm sendin' you home F*ck you up in your dome Better watch your tone cause I'm takin' that throne She takin' her man all up on a chrome Yeah, hoe think she grown? She talkin' all crazy all up on the phone Girl, leave me alone When I see you on site, bitch, I'm sendin' you home F*ck you up in your dome Better watch your tone cause I'm takin' that throne She takin' her man all up on a chrome I'm tweakin' like a hoe I need a lighter incase you gon roll up Spin' for the gang We finna go up I got a 5, 5, 6, aim to your head, finna blow up, finna blow up