Tweakers ft. Six Ward Von Lyrics

It's a Wayne beat

Fuck the fire, we got grease

Don't turn me up

And don't tell them what I'm smoking

He don't want a cop, tryna low the price on it

He bought a V6, he just put some pipes on it

Nigga touch my chain, you can bet your life on it

I'm behind all this kinda shit

Bitch been on my dick, what you see in me

I blew the motor off the whip, can't even see the street

Walk in with my shiesty on, they can't see it's me

Lil' bro can take a switch, she off before I count to three

They did that shit quick

Plane, giant rollie on my arm, but that bitch glitz

Told my daughter how to hate niggas she don't give me kiss

Bitch see me, hit me on the gram, that's a hit or miss

Told her keep doing what she doing, she might get a trick

She might get it bag

Told her keep doing what she doing, she might get a ass

And I been in the trenches too long, told granny pray for it

She blowing down my phone while I'm running from the state

All my hoes say I'm rude, shit that's all I wear

Every time I come around, shit they just stop and stare

Damn, I done beat my pockets ass since I'm not in there

The club ain't tryna pay me when I came, so I got out of there

Turn your 50 to 100, like can you picture that

I live a rapper lifestyle, just sitting in the trap

Any bitch I ever brought around, shit I can get them back

Brody told me leave the streets alone and just stick to the rap

I'm with Von and the 6, he say I'm good there

She asked me if I understood, I never stood there

This a trap, not my crib, that's why the camera's and the wood there

Keep on asking why I'm safe in the trenches, cause all my wolves there

28, come get a half or get a whole, like what you copping

I don't care about what other niggas got, cause I supply it

You get one, I'll throw you one, don't do no fronts long as you buy it

Walking up the to all the fiends, passin testers, wanna try it