Auntie Tweakin (feat. Kartel Mal)

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Free sayso, free lil Jaun
Rolling up my one.five, ah nigga put some funnel in it
Nigga, I ain't Kodak, but a nigga see the tunnel vision

Three-tone Glick on me, yeah, it got the thirty in it
Just got a two-liter Sprite, watch me put the dirty in it
Slimy shit all winter, watch me catch a birdie, nigga
Get me a show, nigga, watch us get the triggers in it

Auntie sad the batch was bad, my man ain't put the fentanyl in it
Call up my youngins them niggas hopping in them, get arounds
I ain't trying f*ck that lil bitche, I heard she get around
Too many shots in my Glock, nigga, try me, I'ma chase them down

Seven days, one pound, nigga, I'ma break it down
Seven-eleven, twenty-four, nigga, come and serve you now
Try bag me, I'ma up it, watch you eat up thirty rounds
You can't eat up thirty rounds nah you can't duck that

One hundred on the AP and it look like fucking MonkeyNuts
Hit my za, then hit the cup, and a nigga just gon' double up
Nigga think I'm playing, catch him out of bounds and blow him up
Hit my trap twenty-four, a nigga got a lot of runtz

Nigga, I'ma score, man, I ain't never touch no hockey puck
You ah think I play sports, thirty-three, Scottie Pippen
Look just like a hockey stick, I been geeking
Keep clicking, a nigga gon' drop that shit

Auntie tweaking, she been weefing, watch her hit the whole stick
She walk away, High as shit, itching like she got some tics
You can't slime me, I ain't bodie, a nigga not going for shit
I ain't stopping till I'm like el Chapo with a lot of bricks
And a lot of sticks

Bitch, you know just what we on, I miss my forty-three
This bitch compact like Darren Sproles
If I hit your bitch one time, I guarantee you would never know

Slimy, young nigga, I came up slithering on that back road
Go on a lick, I bet my young nigga,  gon' stick to the code
Run around with stand-up men, that's how I'm staying ten toes
Caught an opp in the store with this bitch, that nigga hot froze

Niggas gon' scream bout beef, but thought they taco
Packs going in and out, might be watched by the narcos
Nigga act like a busta, turn his ass to a ghost
My young nigga nod his head and it's a go

He don't grab his ID, shorty rather grab his pole
And I see niggas with them switches hitting the innocent
I'ma walk down, hit my vic with the quickest
Niggas out here talking coke, they ain't never seen a kitchen

Hit that Ye with a slam, in that bitch, I'm a chemist
Fentanyl  thirtys, have a junkie loving me for business
Man, I feel like Otis, every time I meet these new niggas

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