top 100
·
top new
·
updates
·
submit lyrics
#
A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
Correct Tweak With The Tweakers Lyrics
Lyrics
►
Artists: F
►
FBG Duck
►
Correct Tweak With The Tweakers
Artist:
Song:
Comment:
Lyrics:
[Chorus: FBG Duck & TaySav] How they gon' tweak with the tweakers? I don't pop xannies, I'm not a sleeper I be on six and thirty totin' heaters Bitch I got stripes like Adidas Shit they doin' not cool Shit they talkin' 'bout fu' When I see the opps I blew 'Nother opp got hit, they blue How you gon' tweak with the tweakers? When I pop a perc I be leanin' I'm on the Pole where it's cold like a freezer My niggas they evil like Frieza The shit y'all be doin' so lame I be posted on Pratt with the 'Sanes Catch an opp, we gon' aim for his brains Please don't think that this shit is a game [Verse 1: TaySav] How you gon' tweak with the tweakers? You be DOA but they call us the lemurs But me and Dawgg did this for all the believers Put us on the track, it be hotter than cement I be on the pole where it's cold like a freezer My niggas get money, we evil like Frieza You think it's a game 'til you lay by that preacher And it be your family that not even thinkin' [Verse 2: FBG Duck] And where we catch you is where we gon' leave you Family cryin' out, sayin' they need you Me and my niggas demons, we evil Bitch we don't point that gun, tax to meet you Oh you really wanna die 'bout the industry? Oh you laughin' 'cause you think it's a gimmick? 'til we pull up and them windows is tinted And you gettin' chased down by some killers [Verse 3: TaySav & FBG Duck] My niggas is psycho Aim by the corners like legos We sneak in your crib while you still in your [?] My niggas got bombs, we got handguns, got rappers Got shit that'll leave you a holy, the bible You better have some insurance with Geico The chopper I got, it be kickin' like Tybo Guns go off and they look like a light show I was taught to get rid of the rival [Chorus: FBG Duck & TaySav] How they gon' tweak with the tweakers? I don't pop xannies, I'm not a sleeper I be on six and thirty totin' heaters Bitch I got stripes like Adidas Shit they doin' not cool Shit they talkin' 'bout fu' When I see the opps I blew 'Nother opp got hit, they blue How you gon' tweak with the tweakers? When I pop a perc I be leanin' I'm on the pole where its cold like a freezer My niggas they're evil like Frieza The shit y'all be doin' so lame I be posted on Pratt with the 'Sanes Catch an opp, we gon' aim for his brains Please don't think that this shit is a game [Verse 4: FBG Duck] In the trap smokin' reefer Gettin' topped by an eater Hell nah I ain't feed her Kick the bitch out 'cause I really don't need her Back to the block with my motherfuckin' shooters They gon' shoot if I tell 'em to shoot you Big [?] chicken but bitch it's not Hooters We stealin' your life like we boosters [Verse 5: TaySav] This Glock on me slick with the ruler If not than your ass is gon' be Ferris Bueller We snatching your chain like we don't fuck with jewellers We catch you, we kill you, don't drill off computers Free my bro Shotta, I swear he ain't do it Until we can prove it, he stuck in that cell Probation hold so he don't got a bail But when my bro come home he gon' be on the Well [Verse 6: FBG Duck & TaySav] Fuck around, pull up on you in an Uber Shoot you the motherfuckin' bale Thirty-eight special, ain't leaving no shells Bitch we make sure you ain't able to tell Hollow tips leave your ass hotter than hell I got bread on the Foe, ain't no time for the mail Cop me a brick, break it donw, fuck a scale Eyeball the whip, if it's short I can tell
add rows