Tweak

[Intro: 150 Bump & B-Lovee]
(Oi, Bullo)
(K—K—Kentracks gottem, they make a bag)
Grah, grah
Grah, grah
You better fix how you speak
Lil bro, he a tweak
Grah, grah, grah

[Verse 1: 150 Bump]
Don't know sight, better duck when I creep
I'm on the hill, with this G, I'ma leak
Pop out for the rec, better fix how you speak
Dissin' on bros, so the Glock we meet (Like, grah)
Bullets they leavin' em weak
Spinnin' through blocks, hollows gon' seek
Couple ooters fan, know the boys gon' tweak
If he droppin' my L, he get hit with this heat
These niggas, they know what I do
150 Slime, I'm the G, I go kuu
Think he a sweep, I'ma blow on your crew
Likе, beam gon' stick to his back like it's glue
That nigga runnin', hе thinkin' he fast
Hollows just beatin' em', leavin' em' blue
Pop out the cut and my pole get to tweakin'
Niggas can't come to my block, should've knew

[Verse 2: 150 Wiz & 150 Bump]
Like, they should've knew
And they mans died, he should've flew
Like, when I back up this shit, better move
Th-they gon' hear thunder, no, it's not a deuce
We smoke Glo, smoke Woo (Lotti)
Like, Dummy, we smokin' em' too
Don't think he funny, we throwin' em' too
If he with his bitch, she gon' run with em' too
Like, and I feel like I'm the man now
Gotta watch how I move, I got fans now
Gotta thot, she text me for a manhouse
Say he keepin' playin' my song, nigga fanned out
Like, and these niggas can't come to the land
They try to bend it, they and go how they planned out
Just don't lack on that block, it's a man down
He catch a shot, he gon' drop, he can't stand out (Like, grah)

[Verse 3: 150 Bump]
He catch a shot, he can't stand
He try to put on a act, but I blam
Started duckin' and shit, he got low on his mans
I start buggin' and shoot with the gun in my hand
They say they shoot on my block
Thinkin' they comin' to spend, bitch, I'm changin' up plans
I walk out with the beam on the knock
Post up with a .40, make a dumb nigga dance
Grah, where he goin'?
Up the Glock, like, who really throwin'?
Bitch we the Lz, niggas know who be blowin'
And I stay with the slimes, they don't take what he showin' (What he on?)
He ain't on nothing, move wrong, I'ma send at your muffin
2 knocks in the drill, word to bro, we was thuggin'
Oh, they thinkin' it's sweet? we gon' send em' a dozen

[Verse 4: 150 Wiz]
We gon' send 'em hot shit
Like, don't lack for that thot bitch
Dissin' our totin', put 'em on his—
Dissin' our totin', put 'em on his pocket
Throw up the L, don't drop it
150 slimey, takin' niggas watches
Yus tried to take my song, he needa stop it
W-Why he keep dissin' like he never got hit?
I'm on that shit a nigga say they been through
Try to spin, he didn't even get to
Try to click, he didn't even get to
I bet I boom a nigga off his Revel
I-I bet I boom a nigga while I pedal
Sha Gz, shot, should've got left
Y-Y-Y'all gettin' shot, should've got left too
Woo, bet, they should've never left you (Lotti)

[Verse 5: B-Lovee]
Tryna see who be spinnin' through Courtlandt
Come to my block, and come see how I do it
Boomin', uppin' this shit, got em' movin'
He knew to get out the way, he ain't stupid (Grah)
Anything, with a while, we gon' tweak
Glo got packed, ain't nobody gon' tweak
G3 hit, got me saggin' my jeans
It get dark after 10, gotta stay with that beam (Like, grah)
L-L-Lotti, Notti, G-Pop
I'm never lackin', bitch, I got my G-lock
I'm on Court, I'm tryna get a G shot
We on that block all the time, I know he not
Everytime that shit click, it get louder
And I been up for beef for some hours (Hours)
F-F-Feel like this shit give me powers
No, we don't fuck with the towers

[Outro: 150 Bump & Bouba Savage]
No we don't fuck with the towers, nigga, word to bro
RPTK, nigga