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Tweaker
Hip-Hop/Rap
Tweaker è stato pubblicato il 15 ottobre 2024 da Flood Team Yungin/Shiesty Boy Records/From Tha Yard come parte dell'album Wickenton 2
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Data di uscita15 ottobre 2024
EtichettaFlood Team Yungin/Shiesty Boy Records/From Tha Yard
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM71

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jermaine Jones
Jermaine Jones
Songwriter

Testi

Too hot right now, gotta pop my shit, I'm a monkey a TWEAKER, I'll throw my shit
Disrespect me, I'ma kill you, bitch, and have my apes leave you in a ditch
Lookin' for me, that's some dead-end shit, I'm a ghost like Poof, can't see me, bitch
ARP it got no kick, catch one right now, we yell out "SPIT!"
Police raid the spot, my shit was vacant, catch me on vacation
Freaky hoe, she Haitian, pass her to the guy so they can bake it
Backdoor bitch, she laced the blunt with fent', to heaven where he went
She told me that it's done, I say "okay" to cashapp where I sent
Money, drugs, and problems, that's the lifestyle that I'm rollin' with
You typin' on the keyboard while we outside kickin' doors and shit
ARP and switches, micro-dracs, yeah, we on big boy shit
W-A-S-D, yeah, we comin' in all different ways
Lil' bop tryna fuck again, I told her "hell nah, bitch, you played
Givin' these bitches deathstroke's lil ****, they think that I'm Slade
Feelin' like I'm Bruce Wayne, got money comin' in different ways
I'll do some shit that Batman'll never do if a **** tryna play
Leave his lil' ass right there in the alley, have the police chalk him
We beat him out his shoes like a dog, yeah, lil' bitch, we walked him
Too hot right now, gotta pop my shit, I'm a monkey, a two-gall, throw my shit
Disrespect me, I'ma kill you, bitch, and have my aides leave you in a ditch
Lookin' for me, that's some dead-end shit, I'm a ghost like poop, can't see me, bitch
ARP ain't got no kick, catch one right now, we all out spit
Police right the spot, my shit was vacant, catch me on vacation
Freaky hoe, she Haitian, pass her to the guy so they can bake it
Back the bitch, she lace the blunt with fit to heaven where he went
She told me that it's done, I say okay to cash out where I sit
I'm a monkey, a two-gall, throw my shit, I'm a ghost like poop, can't see me, bitch
Written by: Jermaine Jones
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