Tweak

(Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard?) (Nine9 made it) I'm in YSL with the gang For my jeans I just spent the whole thang I can take your bitch by a blink I love weed, we together, yeah, we sync Used to wear my Cuban link, now I got VVs in my chain I'm not worried 'bout no bitch nor am I worried about a lame Bein' broke or bein' sad, that's two things I can't claim Finna hop up in this 'Rari, I can't travel by them trains My Bimmer all white, Selena Gomez Bitches run their mouth, y'all be some whole feds Braids in my hair, I don't fuck with the dreads I got ADHD but I don't take meds Only thing I care about is gettin' straight to the bread You don't gotta listen or give a fuck 'bout what I said 'Cause as long as I get money you know I'ma get ahead I'm a young rich nigga, you a broke boy instead Gas get you so high you can't remember me Saint Laurent on my jeans, I know you envy me (Uh) When I'm smoking on this dope, I lose my energy (Uh) I be flexin' way too hard, my wristband Louis V My wristband Louis V, part of my accessory I'm the hood dispensary I smoke dope, fuck Hennessy Walk out the spot and you know I'm finna be flee (Uh) Skrrt-skrrt in that Bimmer even though it's an SUV I don't really give a damn if you fuck with me I just wanna get this money, I just wanna do me I keep buyin' YSL, yeah, it stay with me Fell in love with them hundreds, man, I know you can see Fell in love with designer, put the Coach on my feet Bitch, you know I get money, I ain't buyin' nothin' cheap And I'm flexin' so hard, flexin' now as I speak With the gang, with my niggas, bitch, you know we gon' tweak