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Brrrah Brrrah Brrrah Motherfuckers Wah
This is Lil Dinky
And this is Eauldie

I can't fall asleep, too many rhymes inside my cranium
I'm raining them

Somebody help just to speak to
Have you had the feeling of people who dont believe you
Imma self man nigga you really think that I need you
This the real

and spit that shit all in the booth
Better yet I speak the truth, he talk too much put him on mute
And lil' whodie said he gang, but shit I barely know you

Planes making movies every club, niggaz not actin

Word to ray Fuck yo age boy yo lil to me
Feel like rondo surrounded by these lul Timmys
I know Wayne

We turn this bitch into SOCOM 2
I'm the best rapper alive, Lil Wayne's migraine
Jay-Z's headache, touchin what the lead ain't
Motherfuck your feelings,

mumbling that aint real rap where im from we do not feel that
Wish I can bring carter 2 wayne back but he gone away 
Damn no disrespect to lil wayne nigga he

nothing
These three will slide by and let them things spout
And if there's beef, we'll chop it and dump it with ease
Your drama is touching to we
It's live

my Glock and niggas spin this block, niggas better not be in that club
Just dropped tha lo , we not that far, I tryna see Lil' Bro get chopped

I hop

shit ain't for the weak need onyx
Might make a boujee hoe speak Ebonics
Might make a broke hoe Zelle deposits

Lil bitch I been hot
Yeah your nigga been

to get fix, how to get mix
'09 Wop, I was tryna go Wayne
Took a little half, tryna find my brain
One million, two million, what am I saying?
Quarter

Aye
Addressing myself
All the issues in play
My problems
I pen em’, I stock em
Jay Gatsby by day
But at night I’m Bruce Wayne
The new face of Gotham

shackles off my ankle
I hope you see that in the realest in the fucking game yo
And better know that this was inspired by Lil Wayne Flow

WRITTEN BY: Rodney

[Lil Wayne talking]
Fuck with me, you know what it is

[Hook 2x]
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this

strapped wit'
That MAC Maine, and they hate fags
You prolly have a seizure like Lil'
Wayne when they skate past
Nigga, you softer than a premature baby ass

It's breaktime

[Lil Wayne:]
But I never take a break
I never take a break till I see heaven on the gates
I stick that metal in ya face and now they call

like Nike on a music ting
Lil Tecca, I ain't talkin' "Ransom"
Stay juggin', I'm way too lit
When I spit, they'll pay for my bars like ransom
Sono

a MM, now it's a Jeep like gun pace
Told 'em I'ma be rich one day
And when I got it, lil nigga ain't pump fake
Nigga want beef, we in Iran
Chopper weren't

back on you
It's kinda hard to keep faith in the things that you do
When everybody turns their back

Yeah, I know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful

Goodbye

Slaughterhouse

Welcome To: Our House

2012

An award they ain't hand me, but I sat behind Will
And right in front of Wayne, and got seen by the family
I miss the early morning convos, believe me

cactus
Got them new Travis Scotts, I walk slow so I don't get a creaseeee
I gotta say, I'm pretty pleased, by all the success
Nowadays it's pretty please

every move, like I'm a network
They feening for the drop, yeah I got the best work
I ain't Lil Baby, I ain't got shit to prove
And I don't beef with

(Chorus)
Im a raw ass bicch

Slow to speak 
Rather peep
Liketa talk
W/my eyes

I'm a raw ass bicch
Good pussy don't never get tiedd

Juss a raw ass

think she drowning 
Shooter ask me 
Wtw
Ain’t shit
On god
He Frowning 
Have the opps sing 
Lil Wayne
Please don’t shoot me 
Man
I seen bingy die 
Nd that

Beef hit the pot pop that shit greasy
Till the pump hit his chest leave him lil weezy
Lil Wayne shit aint the same
Everybody uptown rap shit is a shame