Waka Flocka Flame - Tweekin lyrics

[Hook: x2] I said I'm tweekin', off the molly's I said I'm tweekin', off the molly's I said I'm tweekin', off the molly's These n***as claiming that they k**ers, where's the body [Verse 1:] I'm from Clayco, big scraps and bad b**hes Foreign cars n***a, I keep foreign b**hes Blowing Backwood's, Fed's snapping pictures Waka Flocka Flame, I'm on Gangland Sit back youngin', I got the game plan My youngest tweekin' off the molly's and the zan's Big dog status now n***a I ain't gon' get you later, I'm gonna get your a** now n***a Me not bucking, how about that b**h I doubt that, I'm gon' shoot back I keep big stacks, a** clap Throw another rack, all I do is say [Hook x2] [Verse 2:] I came a long way from the bike, now I'm in a foreign car I came a long way from the block, now I'm on my world star I could buy the bar, buy you a new car Four blunts in my cigar, that's just how a n***a roll My boy's they outta control, disrespect you get your head bust That's how it go, 50K for a show Boy I got that glow, V.V.X.'s on my neck Ruffy on that company, a n***a dropped the check Don't disrespect, don't tell them rate that Clay County we on top, bet these pussies hate that Money we gon' make that, run the sack up Yes a n***a tweekin' but my shooter's in the cut Sizzle roll a blunt [Hook x2] [Verse 3:] Everybody real now, everybody trap Claiming he gon' k** and he flexed up with the sack Boy I doubt that, my young n***as take that Your town, I'm a paint that, red money make that Pills gotta go I bet they hate that, oooh, it's pay back Up six million just to let you n***as know that Dirt Gang reckless, you run up they gon' shoot back Waka Flocka Flame in this b**h I, change your b**h life, change your n***a life With one verse I make that n***a a millionaire off that song, Jesus Christ Them molly's got me tripping, twenty gold bottles in the VIP, n***a what you sipping [Hook x2]