htb tweaks - all about the bag lyrics
htb tweaks #1
b+tch i’m all about the bag gotta keep my mind steady on this f+ckin paper
i dont got time for your girl only got time for the babies b+tch that’s my baby girl
then she busts it down on my d+ck
12 o clock and i got yo girl callin and textin on my phone then i block her number
1am she bangin on my door beggin me for more
n+gga you mad cuz your girl got tweaks tatted on her face now
htb tweaks #2
ya we on the way to the top
but we lost a couple homies on the way
back on the mother f+ckin beat
if you got a problem finna meet my hundred rounds this ain’t no bb gun no more
if you tryna run up on my n+gga whole gang finna stomp you out real quick on the low
n+gga you just mad cuz you see the whole crew ballin now like we gucci main ya
diamonds on my neck and i still got 7 figures left
off this rap sh+t
ain’t sellin bricks no more cuz i went from rags to riches off this rap sh+t
og victor
b+tch, i’m all about a bag
i’m with your b+tch an she loving how i rap
say you the best buh that’s a lot of cap
i stay moving forward, i am never going back
can’t trust these n+ggas so i always got to pack
n+ggas they switch, then stab you in the back
so i stay away and focus on the bag
yeah its me and htbtweaks, we hopped on this sh+t and just slayed on the beat
i stay smoking loud , you know this sh+t ain’t weak
ayy ayy
yeah, you know what we doing , you n+ggas stay losing and i’m winning
i try to be good but i keep sinning
my n+gga we grinding there is no stopping
don’t take it serious till bodies start dropping
yo n+ggas stay lacking , my n+ggas they packing , them blue bills i’m stacking
and n+ggas gon hate cause they see all this paper
i can’t compare cause i’m gonna be greater
im rapping my sh+t and i’m doing it better
my n+ggas just youngins they chasing the cheddar
i ain’t gonna change , this gon be me forever
i’m gonna digits , i’m gonna get b+tches
always keep it 100 you know i ain’t switching
htb tweaks #3
listen up lil n+gga ya we never switchin ya i pull up to your crib cuz you stay snitchin ya singing like a f+cken bird
n+gga what the f+ck is wrong with you but i’m still stuck in the my bands when i’m spending all these bands and i’m rolling up the gas it’s so dank i know you smell it through the f+cken bag n+gga finna die today cause you talking all this sh+t and i’m f+ckin on your b+tch when you talkin all this sh+t b+tch ya
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