Tray Benson - Twisted Lyrics

Yeah, woah, woah, woah, yeah
Think they got me, f***** twisted, f***** twisted
Look, woah
If it ain't bout the family or the money I don't give a f***
I just put my weed up in a raw then I twist it up, what's up
Homie Ima king go and say that s***, yeah h**
Homie Ima king and I love that s***
All I ever known is how to take a risk
I was always told to never trust a b****
If they feeling mad they can hold my d*** (hold my d***)
Middle fingers up f*** the government
Oh lord, think I'm back up in my ways
I'm the captain round this b**** I'm in the huddle calling plays, I been up for days
They been tryna ride the wave, they can keep the whips and chains they won't treat me like a slave
Man I think they got me f***** twisted
Ooo I think they got me f***** twisted, man I think they got me twisted
Put your middle fingers in the air if they got you twisted
If it ain't bout the family or the money I don't give a f***
I just put my weed up in a raw then I twist it up, what's up
Homie Ima king go and say that s***, yeah h**
Homie Ima king and I love that s***
F*** you round for if you don't benefit
Your girlfriend love your swag cause I invented it
We tried to tell em' then, they wasn't getting it
I could go and drop a rack and probably go and get em' hit
Oh man, they just let me talk my s***
Take a shot and I don't miss, I'm back on my cocky s***, Man god d***
Give a f*** about a diss
Man I know I'm the s***
They not living how I live
Man I think they got me f***** twisted
Ooo I think they got me f***** twisted, man I think they got me twisted
Put your middle fingers in the air if they got you twisted
If it ain't bout the family or the money I don't give a f***
I just put my weed up in a raw then I twist it up, what's up
Homie Ima king go and say that s***, yeah h**
Homie Ima king and I love that s***
I let my dogs up off the leash if any n**** want the beef
I do my business, move in silence, n***** can't compare to me
Nightmares of losing everything been haunting really scaring me
I smoke a joint and f*** my wifey, n**** that's my therapy
I really can't complain, they not in my lane, not the same
Hit my n**** O he pull up in the benz and let me switch the lanes
But they better watch they back before they go mention my name (why)
Cause my n***** round me wolves and they always move in gang
Check the teeth gold fangs
Wake up in the morning get to rolling up my dank
This is pimp s*** only I should go and cop a cane
See me driving in the hoopti but it still get to the bank, n****