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tweak with the bros - itzlildrench lyrics

[chorus: itzlildrench]
yeah, watch how you talk when you step to the bros
me and my cro ot, walkin’ the strip, tryna go build up the pros
he got hit with the feeze, n*ggas know i be too sleaze
so i gotta walk with my pole
the cf, it triple the clone and i got this pack for the low
i told cro slow down, i see a opp then i’m poppin’ my door
i spilled blood but i’m comin’ for more
three blocks, one day, i’m takin’ a tour
i know a n*gga who died in a staircase
tryna push up and come tweak with the bros
i did a drill, switch up my clothes
hit a opp, then i switch up my pole

[verse 1: ksbvndz]
bounce out this car, 27 on me, 2eight shots in the cleeze with a switch on the back
nine deep, we in two different vs, that’s a whole lotta 40s and neens, and we aim for the hat
i can’t go for the [?], keep it subliminal, sent them a shot and they ain’t send it back
i don’t want your love, i just wanna drop sh*t, gave me the pin now i’m comin’ for that
the ‘ercs kicked in so i’m callin’ griff’ to fill up that whip and go turn up they rip
larry just got back, so let’s fill up the knocks and jump in the whip and start dumpin’ the b*tch

[verse 2: stackupseason]
hop out the whip, start dumpin’ the fifth
switch on my glizz, how i switch up my drip
off percs but still alert on the hit
dv got the wheel, get away real quick
these n*ggas b*tch, ain’t ever do sh*t
i ran up a hunnid and i had to save
my crodie told me go invest in a brick
and the opps be duckin’ and divin’
and every time we hop out they run [?]
i really came up from nothin’ and sh*t
vvs diamonds, just look how the glis’
wrong move on the block and i’m parkin’ your whip
[verse 3: savv4x & ksbvndz]
this that raw sh*t, you gon’ see my pups come filled with that dog sh*t
floor fourteen, he caught one to the noggin
i like k!llin’ n*ggas, don’t like talkin’ (mhm)
go straight to the dv, pass by the one tree, i bet you hear a zombie talkin’
ayo birdman, i can’t see through the tints on this car, bro we might have to park it
them young n*ggas do this, he make news clips
bust out cars and start dumpin’ my glock
if you think i won’t shoot him then you stupid
ain’t no rest ’til he sleep in a box
my heart filled with pain, my bro in a cage
i ain’t gettin’ no rest ’til he free on the road
give f*ck n*ggas fades, on they block any day
fill up my knock, suit up and go

- itzlildrench lyrics

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