Lyrics:
badges fuck the D.E.A
This P costs a couple more G's, when it leave the States
Started from the bottom, with a key of yay
I'm ridin' round dirty in this
[LIL WAYNE]
Yeah and they like it I think I get more play than a sidekick (hey) you could check at home ya gal gone I take her away like mr. kelgone
Slipping finally from my
Psyche til' I find me psycho for a sight of cypress
Sounds of silence signed by hills with sixty-four bikers, bind with
the border
I was havin bricks in the toilit
I was ridin coops with them fortchans
I was toating big glocc 40s
My uncle Fish told me to cut it
Saw the feds pull
yo' fitted
Four-by-four, I'm in a Benz
Ridin' 'round with Fee
Nigga Instagram thuggin'
They don't want no beef
I'ma pull up where you be
You talkin'
gangstas tradin' war stories
Sometimes I'm paranoid
(Turn me up a lil' bit)
I sit with gangstas, tradin' war stories
(Green Lantern)
Sometimes I'm paranoid
a different BEZel
We both floatin on our yachts homie
But this a different VESssssel
The one ya boy ridin on is
A little bit more SPESH-ull
Cos we both be
the shit just terrible
But the shit ain't changing
The city wiped out, now the city famous
But Lil Wayne is the city's angel
Guess who's remaining after all
niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo
for the team
Lonnie Basquiat do the sky mask with the beret
Even when I was living wild I never forgot to pray
Keep that
Even when I was living wild I
superhead, deep throat that super dick
Then come back with big bread, see you?s a trooper kid
T-Pain must be psychic he saying what I think
I'm by the bar now
your main main (Bang)
Ridin' through the city
Wanna fuck with the gang (Gang)
Shawty got stuck with the gang (Gang)
Did the Bentayga, we ain't puttin' up
Ridin' with my seat laid back, windows down let the music blast
Light up my weed and I pass, takin' my time hope it last
I didn't think it'd be like
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
Swagger down pat,
was in high school
And I ain't give a fuck 'bout rules, ooh
I don't give a fuck 'bout you, huh
I don't give a fuck 'bout you
Ridin' 'round town lil
If theres a cure for getttin money theres the opposite
Never give it up, man I love this shit
Blunt after blunt, hit after hit
Six fo low ridin with
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
that bitch that killed ya
Took all your money peeled ya
Seven niggaz bust in the room with AK's
While a nigga be puttin on his jimmy
All
Bitch, you could get left, so bitch, get me right, you gotta impress me
Lil' bitch walking 'round with her titties out like she gon' breastfeed
Police
sendin' em shit, watch them lil nigga dip
Im holdin on shit that'll make his ass flip
Got hit in the leg watch that boy do a split
Im riding with 5ive he
body, wide Benz
I been really out the way, I ain't really fuck with nobody
I'm still ridin' by myself, with four-five in my tommys
I came out straight
Jumped in the game well prepared, I'm ready
Got my Nikes on, don't check me
Couple dawgs playing with a stick, Wayne Gretzky
Switch it up, how many
nigga with that pisto
Ridin' around in somethin' hot
Now it's bout time we hit our knees
And tell God truth
We can't stop the way we livin'
Just
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