Tweaker (Remix) Lyrics – GELO
(Glizock, pop your ***, boy)
Watch over your shoulder, ***
*** get real out here, fool
Ah
(KUNICA on the beat)
I might swerve, bend that corner, woah
***, hold on tight ’cause I’ll tweak in this ***, start lettin’ *** go
And I heard that she wanna show
Me who she be, I’m kinda ***’ with it, show me some more
***, we tatted head to toe, could give a ***, the story wrote
You wanna tweak? Get up with me and I’ma show you how that go
Like the money in my pockets, blow
They havin’ convos about me, these *** niggas don’t know
Tell me what they talkin’ ’bout, I ain’t ***’ listenin’
Let your thoughts run your mouth, but ain’t touchin’ dividends
***, I ain’t from the South, but kick it with my Memphis twin
***, I can’t take a loss, I’m always goin’ for the win (For the win)
I been geeked up in this booth, I got my blunt packed for the starter
***, don’t be here actin’ new, they’ll put some holes all through your body
I’m like “Oh, them hoes is cool, let ’em in if that *** water” (Water)
See a *** actin’ bothered, got my green light to red dot ’em (Red dot, red dot)
If you spot me, ho, I’m sorry, I can’t take you, it get gnarly (Get gnarly)
Look like your *** want smoke, well, we gon’ do this *** regardless (Regardless)
And I started from the bottom, just like you, but I was harder (Way harder)
I came up a ***’ soldier, ***, shout out to my father (Shout out my father)
Ah-ah
He made sure I’ll make it farther
Ah-ah (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
My trust in God, Glocks, and dollars
I might swerve, bend that corner, woah
***, hold on tight ’cause I’ll tweak in this ***, start lettin’ *** go
And I heard that she wanna show
Me who she be, I’m kinda ***’ with it, show me some more
***, we tatted head to toe, could give a ***, the story wrote
You wanna tweak? Get up with me and I’ma show you how that go
Like the money in my pockets, blow
They havin’ convos about me, these *** niggas don’t know
Wah, remix, baby
I crush yo’ ass up like Jesus, baby
You know I reheat this, baby, then eat this, baby
And I laced this *** like Victoria Secrets, baby
This for the tweakers, baby, you see this, baby
Wheezy F., and the F is for features, baby
I went from the bleachers, baby, to beaches, baby
To each’s own, gotta own, I can’t lease it, baby
I’m beastin’, baby, I beast like I’m obese and lazy
And if they sleepin’ on a GOAT, they countin’ sheep then, baby
Weaklings, baby, they comin’ with that weak ***, baby
You know I cook a rapper ass like I eat ***, baby, hold up
I’ma use your blood to paint the wall, dog
I can make the outer wall look like an Andy Warhol
Money all out the pocket like Lamar, dog
Sonnin’ these niggas like LaVar Ball, Mula
I might swerve, bend that corner, woah
***, hold on tight ’cause I’ll tweak in this ***, start lettin’ *** go
And I heard that she wanna show
Me who she be, I’m kinda ***’ with it, show me some more
***, we tatted head to toe, could give a ***, the story wrote
You wanna tweak? Get up with me and I’ma show you how that go
Like the money in my pockets, blow, blow
They havin’ convos about me, these *** niggas don’t know
Mula, baby
Yeah, stuntin’ like my daddy
All my sons killers, this just talkin’ practice, ***, bah
Stuntin’ like my daddy
All way to the fall, ball like the family, hold up
All my sons shooters
This is Young Mula, hold up
All my sons shooters
This is Young Mula, hold up
Stuntin’ like my daddy, stuntin’ like my daddy
Ball to the fall, ball like the family
