Lyrics:
to rap
I can't really figure if it's 'bout my life or me
Ninety-six miles, I'm on the freeway
Playin' Lil Wayne "Go DJ"
I never second-guessed and he
I'm so guilty
All the opps get done dirty My flow is so filthy
Swear it's been that way since Lil Wayne dropped a milli
What's a goon to a goblin I'm
feel my skin melt
Laying by my girlfriend he say, she say
Imma write the screenplay
You make me feel like Lil
Wayne felt on 'go DJ'
I sold my soul on E
mama
I grew up on that Lil Wayne DJ Drama
If we dont get him today its mañana
Bitch so bad dont need no edits
Most of the Niggas be fake prosthetic
Talk
is kind of insane
I Scarecrow with mystical styles
Niggas are getting buck wild
Look at my dirty fouls
Bodies are stacked up by pounds
You want to fuck
S.U.C., I eat wit DJ Michael Watts
I don't wanna be in a rap group, I'd rather do me alone
Everybody so surely, I'm so glad that boy Lil Boosie is home
I
away
and you can't ride deez
[Lil' Wayne]
Load it up pull it back then aim
Bust and release 50 flame in hang
Bullets slang like crack cocaine
50 niggas
ready for death
Protect Lil B all I rep (Fuck 'em)
Yeah I protect Lil B
Might come in with that extra on me
Niggas playing with us that's the
Shit I
can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus
A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice,
not be playing Drake
We should not be playing Lil Wayne
I ain’t sayin that
I’m sayin we shouldn’t be following Soo
We should be dictatin something
We
of you bitches
Let the lord be my witness
What y'all don't know
Lil' Wayne the nigga from hind ta grow
Quick ta strap up and ride play the blunt
shit is filled with lean
With the tats on the face
Just another Lil
Another wannabe Wayne
Just another bitch
No matter how much you say
You just talking
cologne, smellin' like I just farted
Phone died, the bitch is on they way, here, charge it
I just heard your lil' mixtape, real garbage
Smackdown, contact me
To all my DJ's, with skills you got a lotta
This ain't on your mixtape, yo it coulda been hotta
The method in this game they'll have you drained
You know, stars only shine when it's dark out
Thinkin' you can rob me, come and find out
Tell that fuck lil' nigga, better pipe down
Type of shit
Blood (Blood)
Blood (Blood)
Blood
Blood
Blood
Blood
Blood
Bloodcutters flex the ice on my wrist
Feel like Missingno, annoying fucking glitch
Fuck
"Free Boona," fuck what he did, yeah
I was raised by myself, I don't need guys
I was trappin' by myself in my Levi's
Sold a four, how you broke my
Get back up in the streets, so the rumors can be dead
Cause I'm the rapper that they dread, like Lil' Wayne's head
Bumba claat watch, now watch me I'm
the drama
Just in case but stay in my own lane
I be in L.A like Lebron James
Next stop is Spain I'm a need a plane
Can't fuck with young money like lil Wayne
the Mona Lisa to my lil wayne
You cuckold, that's all you gon' gain
I fucked her, now fuck her
Got to fuck the world for a good enough price
Most niggas
rapping shit work cause i'm ready to blow
Put my DJ's to work
They gone kill it fasho
That's my Shoota get Rich before the deal let em know
We ain't about
that they step in
and you took the footage from the camera on the tips of our bullets
and record like former darfur [push it]
[chorus]
[Lil Wayne
the mayne, got the G's, fuck the fame
See a lil' freak, run some game, and she goin' I'ma take some brain
I'm on the slab, posted up, white Cadillac with
My life is the shit
It be me, fire Wayne, ice and change
You can catch me in an aqua range, squattin' things
With them twenty-two inch chopper
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