Lyrics:
talkin' 'bout my nigga Dave
Your man a lil' K, we call that a shit a mini Drac'
He always said I overlooked him, I was starin' straight
These bars go
and I’ll do it by my lonely
Suite life, I’m about to pass the blunt to Mr. Mosby
He was dumping in drive. I call him wonton, Tony.
Want him dead
getting money
Don't be stupid, can't do me no favors
I got this project chick, always play Lil' Wayne
I think she tryna drive me crazy, told her stay in
Friend or foe, if or so, pick a lane
Lil' Wayne on my single now
Fucking hoes like I'm single now
Triggers close to my fingers now
But when the label
Ceilings, yeah
This part 3, she OAT
The G.O.A.T., baby
No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
Percocet and Adderall, man, I could walk on water
I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all your daughters
I'm a landmine, got this by a landslide, I'm
Bruce like Wayne, meets Bruce like Lee
Meets '02 Lil Wayne, in a new white tee
Meets KD, ain't no nigga that can shoot like me! BLAOW
Nigga why you
or a lil hang nail on ya toe
Always say "yo" when he see me yea he tryna be me
But the difference is differences between him and me start to show
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
yeaaaaaaaah
I'm gonna bring young G in on this mic
His name is Yungstar
You know that he's rollin tight
I'm gonna bring him in and I'm comin down
I'm comin
life He Cody I'm Zack
Pull up all black like Bruce Wayne
We spin that block like bay blades
39 AD power Lucan
Blowing that shit up like propane
How he
good
Crystal Ice mirrors have em locked down all in a box now he looking like Suge
Lil Wayne bar, I'm a tree in this bitch so I wish a motherfucker would
Stunna, who raised me
Juvey, Wayne, B.G., Mannie Fresh, is my clique
We all paid niggaz, six figures wit workin (?)
Bank account swollen, bet you can't fuck
rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
problems with obama but
I'll vote for mccain if he let
The coke get over
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my
G what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Whatsup
Playin wit them hoes, nigga slip we got ya
Rest in Peace, Hooley Hoo, 13 'til death
Thug 'til he die, now my nigga at rest
Runnin ounces by the half, birds
Ain't nobody worth my time, it's just me and my grind
Lil blue face Ben's, I got a lot of those
He got a lot of hoes
Young and sabio
Tellin' me she love
in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne
Ask Judge Johnson, how many times he saw my face
For, "pistol here, pistol there," "violation here, violation here"
record, I'm highly respected
I'ma gangsta in the game, go ask lil' wayne
Ask judge Johnson, how many times he saw my face
For, "pistol here, pistol
hard? Why they put
Wayne head all on my shirt?
I'm riding on 26 plus 4's, free Lil' Turk
He just caught 30
That shit'll make me go berserk
Punchline, I
hatin' on me, I hate myself
They say you are who you're around, I just stay by myself
Real G's, move in silence, sippin' champagne
Pre-rolled joint, got me
you better bust on
Aye, you better not freeze when we clutch up
Lil' nigga, you is not that, put your gun up
Talking real tough on the net, now he
bout to go hit up Wayne
We walking through with them drakes
We pulling up with them Ks
I’m rocking G-Star & bape now
You better get down or lay down
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