Lyrics:
start the shit you end the shit
I guess that was their mentality all the fucking days
Oh they're smoking they need to turned the cigs off
Come here lil
tryna skip through lanes
Rock all black just like bruce wayne
Batman I need a cape
I been chasing money
Stacking up for rainy days
I don't I don't
I
niggas ain't ready, man
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Let's get it
Y'all already know this
This Kdxgg on the track
Shout out Bando for Vegas Shout out Wayne
Wayne
I'm from btx
If that hoe not shopping we not having sex
Sipping lean smoking weed
Not tryna have a heart attack
He tryna control her hold up
Slidin' with them sticks they swear to God that we Wayne Gretzky
We gon' spin again and spin again until they whole hood empty
Let by gones be by gones well
to bring back originality, style and concept
Show you how to write 16's with context
Mix it with a little Lil Wayne and KRS
That's fresh! Dummy, study
ain't fuck, then you ain't get your dick wet
I see your little chain
I see your little dreads, tryin' to be a Lil Wayne, shit
I used to wanna be a little
she wanna sex me
Finna slide on ya water like a jetski
Jetski
Jetski
All this ice skating on me Wayne Gretzky
Baby if you gotta man tell him please
fast as hell in the snow, I got a four-by-four
Took your bitch to Wendy's and bought that ho a lil' four-for-four
She wanna argue every day, I think
I wish you would just leave me alone
I can do all bad all by my own
And I wish you'd quit blowin' up my phone
Yeah Imma dog, but every dog just wanna
on licking like I was lil wayne
Still the same
Drinking from foam
Still I don't answer the phone
Wish all you bitches would leave me alone
Dead to the zone
All
niggas from the K you gotta stay strong
Got my brothers by my side lil bitch I'm not alone
Dumb lil bitch won't get it
Stupid lil bitch won't get it
On my
If you on da corner you a goner home and man up
This is sumtn' for all my peeps on da East Side
A lil sumtn' for my G's on the West Side
Now if ya want
gettin' now
Roll down the window and let the beat slap Alan Wayne and Strange you can't beat that
That's what it's all about boy
Don't be hatin'
queen
Now all I want is hits, yo, Wayne signed a fiend
I played the side for you jiggas that's tryna front, and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you jiggas
sounds the same
Trippie sounds like Juice when Young Thug, Lil Baby copied Lil Wayne
Then you got them bitches like Cardi, Megan and Iggy
And honestly, I
No handouts can't touch ya' hands
Lil Wayne, Birdman do the stunna' dance
Count cash, rubber bands, and dividends
And this what I do till the world
ride for me, lil' bitch, why you take your pants Off, just get on your knees
Lil' bitch, why you take your pants off, I just want the neck, all designer
working late
Niggas ate in his face
When Dee never had shit on his plate
Now mama pray all day happy to just see his face
Seventeen off house arrest
Lil Dee
alone at last.
So you circle all the wagons
And you hide behind the trees,
And you try to find some courage on your knees.
When you heard the sound
since I was born and
Think you gettin old money
Look dummy, see I'm all about a meal to gain
Youngin off the porch for that
Young money like lil wayne
Tryna find his outlet, coulda been an outlaw
Lil Wayne wasn't out yet, inspried by DMX
Inspired my first rhyme, glad to find a 49
I hadn't struck a gold
In ya home puttin' dick all down ya woman
You come home we in
The bedroom countin' money
I bring her home and I fuck
Her on a thousand hundreds
Then I
on it
And call us by our new names
And that's "Featuring T-Pain and Lil Wayne"
I know you waitin' on another one
So girl here go the other one
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