Paris Frankco - Tweaked

Cant fuck with you niggas
Bitches fake like they been
With me
Chronicle young baller
Gotta get it by his lonely
Yeah i know you dissin
It get physical when near me
Ride around town and my nigga
Got the simmie

Talk wen im away but will never say it to my face
You might think u hidin
But niggas know where u stay
U showed them true colors
So stay the fuck out my way
May not have the strap
But i stab you right in yo face
When i get my diamonds you got know that they are figgie
Niggas kept on movin Watch when you see me on tv
This Banana clip its all strapped it look so easy
Kooler kit this summer my niggas go ball out with me
You say thats yo girl but she fucked and sucked wen we kicked it
Bitch why would i need you im
Smoken right on that dezel
Bitch i left u last year and you know
Aint no damn SQL
Yo bitch she be stalkin like
She trained by Desert eagles

Praising every Sunday my granny like
Yeah i see u
Inked up on my body
I need more this shit addictive
Nigga need some bag
Before shit break out get lethal
Feelin like that boy cant see me like john cena
Might just eat her pussy
She taste like a cookie
I dont know her name
She bust down for the fame
She jus gave me brain
I kill it like Lou Kane
She all in my pockets she feelin on
My rocket

Cant fuck with you niggas
Bitches fake like they been
With me
Chronicle young baller
Gotta get it by his lonely
Yeah i know you dissin
It get physical when near me
Ride around town and my nigga
Got the simmie

Broke nigga be out here flexin wid momma
Money when it come to that pressure
Shit i know he runnin
Wen u say that u ridin for me i know
You bluffin
Sendin shots from a distance
And pussy boy be tuckin

Fuck all these police that be takin my brothers out
Imma pull up and these niggas go fall in the drought
Keep on playin wid me imma bring the demons out
Hidin in the dark we wearing black we shootin out
I see that you simple yo diamonds fake you a clown
Im not in the mood bitch stop talkin to me right now
I aint got no feelins i lost em now i act out
Switch up on me bitch now i see wah u about

I don't understand why my name always in yo mouth
I jus think these bitches out here trynna get some clout
Everytime i pull up u be quite as a mouse
Smashed up on yo bitch and had my kids
All in her mouth

Written by:
Montreil Watkins

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