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Tweakin by Vic Mensa

Feat. chance the rapper


[intro: vic mensa]


Savemoney fuck nigga fuck shawty

Hp inannet


[hook: vic mensa]

You could-you could hear my trunk bangin' hangin' out the windows

Swangin' down your block with the birdy in my lap

You can hear my smoke burnin' loud i'm back to business

Early in the morn niggas-niggas still rollin'

And i think it's that weed got me i'm tweakin'

Maybe that lean got me i'm tweakin'

Pullin' donuts in the beam homie i'm tweakin'

Bitch nigga you don't know me stop tweakin'


[verse 1: vic mensa]

Sound like ray j and chris brown on celebrity deathmatch

Where the latter of the two get his neck slashed

Or slapping a paraplegic with a pair of crutches

Or wiping my ass with rosie o'donnell's mustache

I got martha stewart cooking yola

Molly in the cherry cola rub it on your areolas

She let me cactus the cat backwards

And vacuumed the seeds from out of my black backwood

I'm an author without the aardvark

Pull tricks like card shark thumbs up to the camera like nardwuar

Warhol & a narwhal in an ark

Park the yacht in the water hit your daughter in a smart car

Heart colder than body parts frozen in ice

Chopped the digits leave the five fingers for the mice

Might pull a suicide mission and dip with the doors up

African elephants in my tour bus

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[verse 2: vic mensa]

Where do babies come from? porkin' the stork

Poorly parked pullin' into your porsche with a ford

44 on the dash put a dent in your door close your mouth

The witnesses never make it to court

Borderline stir crazy crepes and beignet that's tasty

Especially drippin' with liquid rabies

Rail a adderall pill and cook mushrooms in my gravy

Put a hit on every youtube commenter who hates me

I don't want to fight

I just want a quiet life and a nice little suburban place to cry at night

And an eye dropper filled to the top with cyanide

So my psychiatrist dies soon as she tries the sprite

Sike! i love everyone

Goodnight thanks for having me hope your mom's not mad at me

At penn state yellin' "free sandusky!"

Does he know what he's doin'? he's tweakin'




[verse 3: chance the rapper]

I think the illuminati is real

And your body's the peel and your soul is the fruit

And they goal is to steal and control all the juice

I seen way too many pyramids that's far from khufu

Foofoo niggas out here snakin' on the reggo

You should ask a snake where its legs go

But then again i'm smokin' on the medical

Got the white owl look like an egg roll

And that was scooby snacks petco

I'm a lunatic belong inside a loony bin

I burned it down for you because i love you now i'm movin' in

Ooh a condominimum condom in ya enema

Bumpin' kanye like it just came out

No songs with kendrick we just hang out

They say a smart man looks like a mad man to a dumb man

But one man...wait i'm tweakin'




[outro: vic mensa] x2

Sawed-off shotgun hand on the pump

Sippin' on a 40 smokin' on a blunt

Bust my gat the internet didn't jump

La la la la la


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