Tweaker Lyrics - Singles - Chief Keef

All these niggas hating on me 'cause 

My wrist is like a freezer 

Smelling like loud, I'm a reeker 

All black, I'm the Grim Reaper 

Whose bitch this is, she's a freaker 

Whose homie is this, he's a geeker 

Get yo ass off the court sit in the bleachers 

I walk in and you know I tweak up for tweakers 

Thousand dollar peacoat, nigga 

My car a speedboat, nigga 

We walk up in the party turn into a limo, nigga 

Don't come for me lil nigga 

Go and find Nemo, nigga 

Get your face repo-ed, nigga 

Go to sleep lil nigga 

Yo bitch want me to save her, I'm no hero nigga 

Call me subzero, nigga 

How I freeze hoes, nigga 

These niggas always copying, where the kinko's nigga 

You think I own moo and oink with all these meatrolls, nigga 

Call me Sosa Future all these freak hoes, nigga 

Call me Sosa Turner how I beat hoes, nigga 

You know I got the burner got the heat lil nigga 

If you can't stand me go take a seat lil nigga (Bang) 

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All these niggas hating on me 'cause 

My wrist is like a freezer 

Smelling like loud, I'm a reeker 

All black, I'm the Grim Reaper 

Whose bitch this is, she's a freaker 

Whose homie is this, he's a geeker 

Get yo ass off the court sit in the bleachers 

I walk in and you know I tweak up the tweakers 

Where my food blood? 

Where my food cuz? 

I like mula, don't like rumors 

Maison Margiela's for Concords 

My Nina a tomboy 

I ain't got time for it 

Go wait in line for it 

I'm cooling with my boys 

We blow at you and your boys 

You say that you're balling you ain't got nothing to show for it 

Bitch I like driving 

What I need a chauffeur for? 

The heat on my hip 

The fuck I need a holster for? 

'Cause I got all this bread 

That's why I need a toaster for 

Don't know why you love the whore 

Her pussy like open doors 

She sit by the fire 

I told her, "Here go some smores" 

She seen that I like her 

I give her back, "Sir, here go your daughter" (Bang) 

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All these niggas hating on me 'cause 

My wrist is like a freezer 

Smelling like loud, I'm a reeker 

All black, I'm the Grim Reaper 

Whose bitch this is, she's a freaker 

Whose homie is this, he's a geeker 

Get yo ass off the court sit in the bleachers 

I walk in and you know I tweak up the tweakers