Professor X

[Intro] Ahh [Chorus] Tweakin', tweakin' One-twenty on the M-way, speedin' LV hat, backpack and sneakers Any girl that I'm with is a ten Nine, eight, bredrin, decent Now I'm in a party with the sweetest Chocolate brownin', Reese's Pieces I'm tweakin', tweakin' One-twenty on the M-way, speedin' LV hat, backpack and sneakers Any girl that I'm with is a ten Nine, eight, bredrin, decent Now I'm in a party with the sweetest Chocolate brownin', Reese's Pieces [Verse 1] My brudda got a new wristwatch But don't watch that 'cause you could get You could get nauseous, could get seasick I mean, all of my ex-girls hate me But how you gonna have my baby, baby? Don't you know I'm livin' that, baby boy? Lifestyle, everyting crazy If you don't chat to your guy, your G'll see I ain't talkin' Mercedes, nah Let's talk 'bout drama I got a peng brownin' in my zone And I'm in the zone too like Karma Man, pull up, hop out, pull over If it's palava, cool, say nada Now I'm in a party with Tara And that girl got body like armour Football in Balenciagas Or I kickball in my all-black Pradas No actin', never went RADA I'm a top boy like Sully but darker Hahaha, what's the drama? Peng tings still get aired Left on read then blue like Barça If it ain't about face, don't dial me If it ain't about face, won't answer I got a brownin' livin' in Sydenham Professor X 'cause, true say, the back ain't there But the brain is brilliant And my new ting came with kids And that's okay 'cause I am still dickin' it Little man wanna jump on FIFA So I'm close to the sun like Icarus Whitewash man then I'm back in the room with his marge Tryna whitewash that for the thrill of it No bareback, man gotta jimmy it Backside jigglin', shakin', ripplin' And her neck just ticklin' Tryna hide my face cah I can't stop gigglin' Them man all hickory dickory Watch glistenin' but the Rollie tickin', it's It's, it's such a shame [Chorus] Tweakin', tweakin' One-twenty on the M-way, speedin' LV hat, backpack and sneakers Any girl that I'm with is a [Interlude] Man around that were snitches They're not around no more They're not around no more And who do you think that's because of? [Verse 2] Was it us that got a man movin'? Ah, don't be stupid No bumper, wah di bumba? New number, hit her back like, "Who's this?" Cucumber in her belly like a broomstick, huh R8 or the Lamborghini? Them man there don't plan to see me Cah my niggas on greaze like Santorini I've got a brown-skin girl from Bush That will take that charge on the chest if I say so Both hands on her wig while I hit from the back Got me pullin' on her tracks and cane rows Two man in a Superdry jacket and new Astra Man, it's lookin' like plain clothes We ain't never had halos Just Henny and Jenny from the block, no J.Lo This year here is gonna be a mad one I need a good girl, I need a bad one I need a brand new vest and a handgun Them man need that more than a man does Them man need cash more than a man does Them man been crashed more than a man, look You don't wanna end up in my bad books It's not a good look givin' man a bad look [Chorus] Tweakin', tweakin' One-twenty on the M-way, speedin' LV hat, backpack and sneakers Any girl that I'm with is a ten Nine, eight, bredrin, decent Now I'm in a party with the sweetest Chocolate brownin', Reese's Pieces [Outro] Ayy, what 'bout you anyway? What 'bout your love life? That's a good question, man Wouldn't mind havin' a bit of fun if I'm being honest