Lyrics:
Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin'
Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him
You could catch him in his G ride, clutchin' his Glock
from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)
(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust
from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)
(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
no Gorilla Zoe or no Lil Wayne
If you can't feel the pain or close to the same
Check yourself to see if your breathing
Cuz we all feeling drained
I'm
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
no crystal
Dollar signs all are mental
Dollar signs all are mental
Dollar signs all are mental
Grindin' hard for my boy
Grind hard for my nigga
We
And the children have been scarred, no one's here to care 'bout 'em
And fash out, to all the rappers that helped out
Yea we like it they calling y'all, but fuck
it's just like, the obsession"
Got my own fire in the club, security ride us hard (free Pooh Shiesty)
Lil Wayne pulled a chopper out on his own
the room for some jewelry
It's cold out here
Gotta keep one tucked
M********** don't fight they just wanna bust
209 to the 213
Big money coming in for
We ahead of you niggas cause we got alittle chain (alittle chain)
Get out tha way nigga
Chorus: [B.G. & Lil' Wayne]
Come around the wrong spot you
Another Cash Money classic, ya heard me?
Birdman, Lil Wayne, ya heard?
Them niggas know they gangstas from the hood, ya heard me?
I'm a nigga out
said, we surrounded by ice
[Chorus: x2]
[Lil Wayne]
Whoa whoa whoa
Now I'm shining baby glossing
Big tymin stuntin and flossing
Lamborghini
I was, I was, I was better as her fantasy
It's a fallacy, thinkin' she was down for me
I was grindin' lil' baby, gettin' out on me
Is it simpin' if I
games, I crave a real wild man
I’m st out on JOHN WAYNE!
Bcby let's get high, John Wayne!
Does chorexo
Bcby let's get high, John Wayne!
Blue collar
Snatch ya bitch and have ya on some fall-out shit
You lil' niggaz is targets
Too hard to figure who triggers he dodgin'
Call your sergeant, Weezy Baby
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
a drought (Haha)
Big cousin doin' fifty years, let Stevie out
(Lil' Steve)
AMG 63 but the coupe faster (Coupe faster)
We put switches on the Glocks
So they
her girlfriend
I just wanna get them both up out of here
Fast as I can on them dubs to the crib
Start off with my game and pop a lil bub
And have
Arkansas, Carolina to Kentucky
Dem Boyz got golds, candy paint on buttons
Even doe Lil Wayne, and Baby like to stunt
They still stayed humble and Cash Money
foot in they ass. my fist in they face, My knee in the ribs,
My finger in they eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill Lil Dipset nigga freaky zeaky...
I'm still here
No such thing as the limit
I’m out here shinin
Cuz I stay grindin
I’m out here shinin
Cuz I stay grindin
I’m out here shinin
But y’all could neva
lotta gold all up in my mouth And I know, I got hella haters
Tell 'em walk it out (Rich)
I got love interests
Wall to wall, room full of them bitches
I
' again
Back it grinding again
Seen all these lil niggas follow my trend
So I gotta get it again
Niggas out here really tryna fuckin' player hate
Look em'
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