Tweekin - Waka Flocka Flame

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

These niggas claiming that they killers, where’s the body

I’m from Clayco, big scraps and bad bitches

Foreign cars nigga, I keep foreign bitches

Blowing Backwood’s, Fed’s snapping pictures

Waka Flocka Flame, I’m on Gangland

Sit back youngin', I got the game plan

My youngest tweekin' off the molly’s and the zan’s

Big dog status now nigga

I ain’t gon' get you later, I’m gonna get your ass now nigga

Me not bucking, how about that

Bitch I doubt that, I’m gon' shoot back

I keep big stacks, ass clap

Throw another rack, all I do is say

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

These niggas claiming that they killers, where’s the body

I came a long way from the bike, now I’m in a foreign car

I came a long way from the block, now I’m on my world star

I could buy the bar, buy you a new car

Four blunts in my cigar, that’s just how a nigga roll

My boy’s they outta control, disrespect you get your head bust

That’s how it go, 50K for a show

Boy I got that glow, V.V.X.'s on my neck

Ruffy on that company, a nigga dropped the check

Don’t disrespect, don’t tell them rate that

Clay County we on top, bet these pussies hate that

Money we gon' make that, run the sack up

Yes a nigga tweekin' but my shooter’s in the cut

Sizzle roll a blunt

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

These niggas claiming that they killers, where’s the body

Everybody real now, everybody trap

Claiming he gon' kill and he flexed up with the sack

Boy I doubt that, my young niggas take that

Your town, I’mma paint that, red money make that

Pills gotta go I bet they hate that, oooh, it’s pay back

Up six million just to let you niggas know that

Dirt Gang reckless, you run up they gon' shoot back

Waka Flocka Flame in this bitch

I, change your bitch life, change your nigga life

With one verse I make that nigga a millionaire off that song, Jesus Christ

Them molly’s got me tripping, twenty gold bottles in the VIP, nigga what you

sipping

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

I said I’m tweekin', off the molly’s

These niggas claiming that they killers, where’s the body