FBG Duck – Tweak With The Tweakers 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