Twact (Explicit)

Twact - Ab-Soul

Jinx what up my ni**a?

Soulo

I get turnt, I get rowdy

Backwood full of some of the loudy!

I'm f**ked up! I get wasted

That's a hundred dollar cup I just wasted!

I'm Twact!

(I get high, she get low)

Motherf**ker I'm Twact!

(I get high, she get low)

Motherf**ker!

Uh, Twact out till I pass out

If you ain't f**king with the team then you assed out

Flow d**e like a crack house, b**ches pill poppin'

House poppin' like a Frat House

Keep 16s like a verse ni**a

Codeine got me leaning in reverse ni**a

I popped a Xanny then she dropped her panties

I get the dough and bring it home, to the family

See I ain't f**king with you man if you ain't paying me

I'm from the village baby, I'm just tryna win a Grammy

Uh, smoking Backwoods back-to-back

Double cross the squad and get popped like Cracker Jacks

You see the look in my eyes so you know I'm strapped

A real Compton resident, yeah you know I'm that

I pulled up to the function with the pack

Turnt in this b**ch to the max!

My ni**a I'm twact (I get high)

Turkey bag full of that gas

Ni**a I'm twact (she get low)

Styrofoam cups, no glass

Ni**a I'm twact (get high)

Got them bars on me, no rap

Ni**a I'm twact (she get low)

I don't even know where I'm at

Ni**a I'm Twact!

I just got home boy I'm glad I made it

The Codeine got me activated

New mix alert, Soul you have to taste it

Know I got the lean on me, like tax evasion

I mixed it with a whole lot of ****, mind travelling,

Getting throwed like a javelin

H Town slang I done poed up a mad sure

The judge got me like roll I'm a Twact bra

And now on a mission just to get some cheeks

If she don't answer when I call, Imma hit delete

I don't love these hoes at all, boy I be with freaks

Cause they know if I fall it's gone be asleep

And I'm back on the road sipping mud again

Tryna stay inside the lines like I'm coloring

The cops say I seen you swerving tell me why?

I told em I ain't even gon' lie

My ni**a I'm twact (I get high)

Turkey bag full of that gas

Ni**a I'm twact (She get low)

Styrofoam cups, no glass

Ni**a I'm twact (Get high)

Got them bars on me, no rap

Ni**a I'm twact (She get low)

I don't even know where I'm at

Ni**a I'm Twact!

Soulo ho, well known from Del-Amo to Soho ho

This ain't Arabian night but let me see your camel toe

I might even set up my camera too

Oh, do the splits on the dick like aerobics

Them other niggas talking sh*t but they don't know sh*t

No, they ain't on and ain't on sh*t

Yeah they on that, I'm on this

I don't need no necklace cause I be off the chain

And all they say is yes when everybody know your name

Got a pack of Jet fuel that they don't use for planes

Unless it's a metaphor for how high I'm remaining

Seals in the cut like Navy training,

Along with a couple other things i shouldn't be naming

Eh, Long Hair Don't Care, how come I'm the most favorite in here?

My ni**a I'm twact (I get high)

Turkey bag full of that gas

Ni**a I'm twact (She get low)

Styrofoam cups, no glass

Ni**a I'm twact (Get high)

Got them bars on me, no rap

Ni**a I'm twact (She get low)

I don't even know where I'm at

Ni**a I'm Twact!

BMB, TDE

Ladi-dadi we likes to party

We might cause trouble, we might body somebody

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ladi-dadi we likes to party

We might cause trouble, we might body somebody

Ah! Ah!