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[Intro: GELO] (Glizock, pop your s*it, boy) Watch over your shoulder, n!gga S*it get real out here, fool Ah (KUNICA on the beat) [Chorus: GELO] I might swerve, bend that corner, woah B!tch, hold on tight ’cause I’ll tweak in this b!tch, start letting s*it go And I heard that she wanna show Me who she be, I’m kinda fu*king with it, show me some more B!tch, we tatted head to toe, could give a fu*k, the story wrote You wanna tweak? Get up with me and I’ma show you how that go Like the money in my pockets, blow They having convos about me, these pu*sy n!ggas don’t know [Verse 1: GELO] Tell me what they talking ’bout, I ain’t fu*king listening Let your thoughts run your mouth, but ain’t touching dividends N!gga, I ain’t from the South, but kick it with my Memphis twin N!gga, I can’t take a loss, I’m always going for the win (For the win) I been geeked up in this booth, I got my blunt packed for the starter N!gga, don’t be here acting new, they’ll put some holes all through your body I’m like \”Oh, them hoes is cool, let ’em in if that s*it water\” (Water) See a n!gga acting bothered, got my green light to red dot ’em (Red dot, red dot) If you spot me, ho, I’m sorry, I can’t take you, it get gnarly (Get gnarly) Look like your n!gga want smoke, well, we gon’ do this s*it regardless (Regardless) And I started from the bottom, just like you, but I was harder (Way harder) I came up a fu*king soldier, n!gga, shout out to my father (Shout out my father) Ah-ah He made sure I’ll make it farther Ah-ah (Ah-ah-ah-ah) My trust in God, Glocks and dollars [Chorus: GELO] I might swerve, bend that corner, woah B!tch, hold on tight ’cause I’ll tweak in this b!tch, start letting s*it go And I heard that she wanna show Me who she be, I’m kinda fu*king with it, show me some more B!tch, we tatted head to toe, could give a fu*k, the story wrote You wanna tweak? Get up with me and I’ma show you how that go Like the money in my pockets, blow They having convos about me, these pu*sy n!ggas don’t know [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Wah, remix, baby I cross yo’ ass up like Jesus, baby You know I reheat this, baby, then eat this, baby And I laced this b!tch like Victoria Secrets, baby This for the tweakers, baby, you see this, baby Wheezy F. and the F is for features, baby I went from the bleachers, baby, to beaches, baby To each his own, gotta own, I can’t lease it, baby I’m beasting, baby, I feast like I’m obese and lazy And if they sleeping on a G.O.A.T, they counting sheep then, baby Weaklings, baby, they coming with that weak s*it, baby You know I cook a rapper ass like I eat s*it, baby, hold up I’ma use your blood to paint the wall, dog I could make the art of war look like a Andy Warhol Money all out the pocket like Lamar, dog Sonning these n!ggas like LaVar Ball, Mula [Chorus: GELO, GELO