Don't Tap That Glass / Tweakin'

歌手: Tyler, The Creator • 专辑:DON'T TAP THE GLASS • 发布时间:2025-07-21
作曲 : N/A
 Don't tap that glass, don't tap that glass
 Don't tap that glass, nigga, don't tap that glass
 There's a monster in it
 Don't tap that glass, don't tap that glass
 Baby, don't tap that glass
 Don't tap that glass, don't tap that glass
 Don't tap that glass, nigga, don't tap that glass
 There's a monster in it
 Don't tap that glass, don't tap that glass
 Baby, don't tap that glass

 Bling bling bling, baow
 Michael Jordan eyes, neck yellow look like bing, baow
 If it's feelin' weird, put a big mouth like bing, baow
 King Kong, baby child down on that 
 All these niggas wanna be me now
 So much snot in my pocket, bro I need a tissue
 Niggas think they rolling stone, we can press the issue
 Every curly bitch I had
 Got the F-40 on the floor, five 
 Brodie got his bitch took
 Brodie got his head bust
 Brodie got his chain snatched
 Brodie would be fed up
 We told you, you ain't gonna listen
 Now you lookin' like a victim
 Bring it back, bring it back
 We back it up, nigga, do thе stack
 Spin the stack, we stack it up up
 Niggas talkin' down
 On the squabblе, turn it up
 Nigga, honestly
 Baby, I don't give a ****

 Don't tap that glass, don't tap that glass
 Don't tap that glass, nigga, don't tap that glass
 There's a monster in it rah-tah-tah-tah
 Don't tap that glass, don't tap that glass
 Baby, don't tap that glass
 Don't tap that glass, don't tap that glass
 Don't tap that glass, nigga, don't tap that glass
 There's a monster in it (rah tah, tah, tah)
 Don't tap that glass, don't tap that glass
 Baby, don't tap that glass

 Nigga said I lost touch with the regular frost shit
 I ain't never been regular, these niggas is jokes
 Put that vest down,  boy, I aim the spear at his throat
 Got a pocket full of snot, bitch, I'm sparin' this broke, like "" (bitch)
 Forty-nine, still in the street, like, "Bitch! "
  passed state exam in a week, like, "Bitch!"
 Nigga shot my
 I got in my home, bitch, I cannot relate, ugh
 Ayy, baby wanna know what I might do
 That's about nine inches long if I like you
 You can get a work out, not in the gym, bitch
 You ain't gotta lie, we can smell the Ozempic

 Bring it back, bring it back
 We back it up, nigga, do the stack
 Spin a stack, we stack it up up
 Niggas talkin' down
 On the squabble, turn it up
 Nigga, honestly
 Baby, I don't give a ****
 Don't tap the glass

 Bitch, I'm tweakin', huh, huh
 Bitch, I'm tweakin', huh, huh
 Bitch, I'm tweakin', huh, huh
 Bro, I'm tweakin', huh, huh
 Catch your breath bitch
 Catch your breath bitch
 Catch your breath bitch
 Know I'm trippin', toes tied
 Call my mama 4'5
 6'9
 Shit, I should have did
 I'm old soul, I'm a 39 Special
 Feel like a trick,
 Black on prime and here I pressure
 Shit goin' up like love pressure
 About that guap, about that guap
 About that guap, about your ching
 About that guap, about that guap
 About that bread, about your ching
 Feelin' like Slick Rick, neck look like you starin' to tne sun for too goddamn long
 I ****ed her, her friend, her friend, her nigga and his bitch, I know I'm wrong
 Goddamn
 Ten
 Twenty
 Thirty
 Forty
 Fifty
 Ticket
 
 I'm in Atlanta with both peach tree
 Maybe glue beam, I go beep, beep
 I'm not really pussy, I'm feet, feet
 That thrill is right on me like hee, hee

 Tweakin', huh, huh
 Bitch, I'm tweakin', huh, huh
 Bitch, I'm tweakin', huh, huh
 Bitch, I'm, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

 Catch your rap bitch
 Catch your rap bitch
 Catch your rap bitch
 Catch your rap bitch
 Bitch, I'm tweakin'
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