
TWEAKIN TOGETHER (REMIX) LXWLIFE (Ft. Bktherula)
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[Intro: LXWLIFE]
As your witness
Don't lose yourself in this
[Verse 1: LXWLIFE]
That .40 on my waist, I made it out sadly
Don't fuck off with my money, I been makin' trappin'
Shorty wanna [?]
[?], motherfuck the cap shit
Ridin' into my zone
I ain't want you in my fuckin' home
Pussy ass boy, I want the air control
But you just be [?] with the fuckin' show
But they just want me dead, I don't really know
I just wanna go, I just wanna go
Ha-Hatin' on [?], hatin' on tour
I'ma go world tour when I kill all
Everyday I feel like drugs, I feel like I'm pissed off
And I got Adderall for the fuckin' mourn
We don't gotta ball, ball, we don't gotta ball
Boy, [?] when I got withdrawals, aye
[Chorus: Bktherula & LXWLIFE]
(Yuh) And I know these niggas mad as fuck (Yuh)
Bitch, I'm in the trap with TM, we throw it up (TM)
Pour a four while my nigga throw it up (Pour a four)
And, bitch, I'm off the good tens, I might just throw it up (Bitch, I'm off that dope for real)
These niggas ain't got no swag for real (Niggas ain't got no swag)
And I ain’t no Lil Baby but bitch, I'm in my bag for real (I'm in my fuckin' bag, bitch)
High as fuck, got jet lag for real (I got jet lag, bitch)
This MAC-11 come with a 32 mag, for real (Mars) (Yeah, yeah)
As your witness
Don't lose yourself in this
[Verse 1: LXWLIFE]
That .40 on my waist, I made it out sadly
Don't fuck off with my money, I been makin' trappin'
Shorty wanna [?]
[?], motherfuck the cap shit
Ridin' into my zone
I ain't want you in my fuckin' home
Pussy ass boy, I want the air control
But you just be [?] with the fuckin' show
But they just want me dead, I don't really know
I just wanna go, I just wanna go
Ha-Hatin' on [?], hatin' on tour
I'ma go world tour when I kill all
Everyday I feel like drugs, I feel like I'm pissed off
And I got Adderall for the fuckin' mourn
We don't gotta ball, ball, we don't gotta ball
Boy, [?] when I got withdrawals, aye
[Chorus: Bktherula & LXWLIFE]
(Yuh) And I know these niggas mad as fuck (Yuh)
Bitch, I'm in the trap with TM, we throw it up (TM)
Pour a four while my nigga throw it up (Pour a four)
And, bitch, I'm off the good tens, I might just throw it up (Bitch, I'm off that dope for real)
These niggas ain't got no swag for real (Niggas ain't got no swag)
And I ain’t no Lil Baby but bitch, I'm in my bag for real (I'm in my fuckin' bag, bitch)
High as fuck, got jet lag for real (I got jet lag, bitch)
This MAC-11 come with a 32 mag, for real (Mars) (Yeah, yeah)
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