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kllhhr - tweak lyrics

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+beat the f+ck out that n+gga, ’till they grab you off of that n+gga
you hear me? show ’em who the f+ck you is, n+gga
no, look at this n+gga face, man! show ’em who the f+ck you is
any n+gga that motherf+ckin’ try you, beat the f+ck out that n+gga

[chorus: kllhhr]
twin put balenci on his feet, i push this b+tch while i be geeked
i throw back perc this b+tch make me bad she like to watch me tweak
do what you do, just stay out my way if you ain’t got sh+t for me
bro had hopped up in that car get out that b+tch like what you seen

twin say he get on his feet so he not gon’ throw his league
with my other homie [?] i toss that b+tch right down the street
‘member since [?] plug [?]
you chose to get inside that car, whеn you get out don’t say a thing

[verse: 22]
come on, come on
rеmember bro had hopped out the [?] g2c
my bro family, he bleed how i bleed, still gon’ leave me [?]
and i’m off a roxy, twin just popped a perc he still geek how i geek
this lil b+tch bad as h+ll she pull up and she did f+ck up my sheets

[hook: 22]
and they gon’ trip, twin pass the arp ’cause the drac be steady tweakin’
that n+gga be throwed, he just like to dump that b+tch, doing it for no reason
that n+gga cap, he say he bought that b+tch, the f+ck i look like leasing
that b+tch got cut, she yellin’ on my phone, the f+ck on with that tweakin’
he think i’m shook, this f+ckn+gga got a gun, he still leak how i leak
i f+ck with this b+tch so much, she might just push up you know that discreet
i’m out in new york, if boogie hit my phone say we gotta hop on this beat
i hate this b+tch, know she bad as h+ll, she still tweak how i tweak
[chorus: kllhhr]
twin put balenci on his feet, i push this b+tch while i be geeked
i throw back perc this b+tch make me bad she like to watch me tweak
do what you do, just stay out my way if you ain’t got sh+t for me
bro had hopped up in that car get out that b+tch like what you seen

twin say he get on his feet so he not gon’ throw his league
with my other homie [?] i toss that b+tch right down the street
‘member since [?] plug [?]
you chose to get inside that car, when you get out don’t say a thing, uh



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