Tweakin! midwxst
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[Chorus]
She said that I'm wildin’, bitch, you are the one that's tweakin', uh
I’ve been out my body ,off this gas, bitch, I've been geekin', yeah
She think she important, I just want her for that weekend, yeah
He all talk over the internet, that boy just tweetin', yeah
[Verse]
He think he a fan, but that boy nothin' but a bitch
Fans they tell me, "Oh my God, this nigga do not miss," yeah
I'm better than all these niggas that's talkin' they shit, yeah
Jumpin’ block to block, I’m serving pack and serving gifts, yeah
He thought he was safe, but we know he not (Bow, bow)
That's the fucking sound when that chopper pop (Bee)
How that money sound, it never stop
"midwxst," that’s what they all scream, they tellin' me to drop
Hop in that Maybach, bitch, that shit go skrrt (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pull that chopper out, nigga don't wanna get hurt (Hurt, hurt)
Pullin' up on you, yeah, put a bullet in your shirt (His shirt)
Hit him in his eye, in his face ’til his ass got murdered
[Chorus]
She said that I'm wildin', bitch, you are the one that's tweakin', uh
I've been out my body ,off this gas, bitch, I've been geekin', yeah
She think she important, I just want her for that weekend, yeah
He all talk over the internet, that boy just tweetin', yeah
She said that I'm wildin', bitch, you are the one that's tweakin', uh
I've been out my body ,off this gas, bitch, I've been geekin', yeah
She think she important, I just want her for that weekend, yeah
He all talk over the internet, that boy just tweetin', yeah
She said that I'm wildin’, bitch, you are the one that's tweakin', uh
I’ve been out my body ,off this gas, bitch, I've been geekin', yeah
She think she important, I just want her for that weekend, yeah
He all talk over the internet, that boy just tweetin', yeah
[Verse]
He think he a fan, but that boy nothin' but a bitch
Fans they tell me, "Oh my God, this nigga do not miss," yeah
I'm better than all these niggas that's talkin' they shit, yeah
Jumpin’ block to block, I’m serving pack and serving gifts, yeah
He thought he was safe, but we know he not (Bow, bow)
That's the fucking sound when that chopper pop (Bee)
How that money sound, it never stop
"midwxst," that’s what they all scream, they tellin' me to drop
Hop in that Maybach, bitch, that shit go skrrt (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pull that chopper out, nigga don't wanna get hurt (Hurt, hurt)
Pullin' up on you, yeah, put a bullet in your shirt (His shirt)
Hit him in his eye, in his face ’til his ass got murdered
[Chorus]
She said that I'm wildin', bitch, you are the one that's tweakin', uh
I've been out my body ,off this gas, bitch, I've been geekin', yeah
She think she important, I just want her for that weekend, yeah
He all talk over the internet, that boy just tweetin', yeah
She said that I'm wildin', bitch, you are the one that's tweakin', uh
I've been out my body ,off this gas, bitch, I've been geekin', yeah
She think she important, I just want her for that weekend, yeah
He all talk over the internet, that boy just tweetin', yeah
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