Lyrics:
Can't shoot with a pistol, need a K
No, you can't see it, it is tragic by your face
But when you need I'll hide it in a safe lil place
I can see it
in New Orleans
Don't you worry 'bout what's in my double cup, I'm feelin' like I'm Lil Wayne
Promethazine, a yellow Robitussin, straight codeine
Ron-Ron do that shit
BeatBoy taught me
I'm ballin', you niggas double dribblin'
In the Caribbean with fishes and amphibians
I told you once
a nigga under me
GREAT you lil niggas better run from me
And i still pour lean by the 4oz
Same nigga back used to sell OG
Nigga yeah that's on GOD
I used
Ya played with the Lil' Ya now ya takin' yo last breath
Pop 'Em Up, Pop 'Em Up
Watch 'em bleed to death
Ya played with the Yella Boy now ya
let me talk to you, show you what my grill 'bout
Ice like Paul Wall but I can't take mine out (Yeahhh!)
Let's play the game "Big Bank Take Lil' Bank"
shit clean
I can’t trust ah nigga, got backdoored by my homie
Say you got ah gun lil nigga, got ah army
I’m gettin' all my weed, the west coast, where
hot ass store
I'm just tryin to make sure
Them folks aint close enough to tap my phone
A1 and Trippy got picked up by the feds
Lil Chris in Georgia doin
stay fly
And if your ballin', let me hear you say right
It's Lil' Kim and Timbaland, niggas, shit, ya drawers
Special delivery for you and yours
I rep
No cap no cap kno tha
By any means necessary nigga
Know we ballin without a team
Let go
Know I can ball with no team
No team
Robbing got racks in my
shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will twist you like a Rubix
gotta get more big game and a lil piece
I need tall money and a lil bitch (Come on)
Kick game on Liu Kang
And my, whip game on Bruce Wayne
I'm coolin'
like bitches, get to twistin' up your wizzord
Share anything with you, but I'm stingy with my sizzurp (sizzurp)
Yeah, ballin' like A.I. when he was
know that convo nigga
Get that weed and white, want you a combo nigga
Checkmate with the sticks, identify by your kicks
Welcome home to Skinner, already
get out
Yeah, Lil Wayne never dropped the Lil
I gave Paul a hundred thousand for my grill
Yeah, I'm so New Orleans that I can't hide
You know I'm
the weather
Redbone with a attitude
Sexy lil' devil
Number one up on her list
She roll my blunts, I'm kinda special
I'm that nigga ballin
Nigga got that cheese
low low bo na okrągło to jaram
Zataczam koło dalej i mogę zgarniam spadam
Świecący łeb bo lecę do gwiazd
Młody Lil Wayne 'cause ain't got no time
Did her like Lil Wayne
Made her bedrock
Catch him lacking when he riding
Shoot up the car
She know my future bright
She said she want a star
Popped
Baby Forget your pain
All the petty girls lil, no Wayne
They've been old news like last week
Now where the hoes at, Don't ask me
To be honest I've been
on Tris, that ain't the same thing, bitch (What?)
And she pussylicious (Phew), I'm on my Wayne Dang shit (Bitch)
Yeah, roll on my own, I don't even gangbang,
lil boy got lined by lames
In that V I'm switching lanes
Knock with switch gon' hit his brain
All blacked out whip just like Bruce Wayne, yuh
Spun that
Lil Wayne
Spat it to my friends at lunch tables and then
By the end of the verse the smiles on their face were
Big grins they liked what I wrote
That
smoking out the ounce
Brand new rollie pollie Bruce Wayne face switch em out
Large amounts I used to have to break it down
Now I got em by the load get em
none
Bitches be basic ion like none
He betraying hating stuck in they ways
Fuck out my face if you ain't getting paid
Get you some hustle lil n**** ya
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