Lyrics:
Name’s Lievanos, lil bitch better say it with respect
Fuck body shots, I’m aiming for your neck
I know that I’m blessed
Got my son right by my side
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
din, i gotta maintain (Maintain)
Whip das Crack so fest, i ha mini Wrist sprained (Wrist sprained)
I bi für dia Generation so wia Lil Wayne (Lil wayne
Milestones
Lyrics by mPHATic (Aka Chris D. Knox)
Copyright All Rights Reserved June 2021 mPHATic
Chorus:
Another job Done / Don’t hesitate
I
that's cool is lil bros
And Uzi and Wayne and even Lil boat
But everybody else, get up on out of here
Let's be honest I don't sugar coat nothing here
Why
fettes Holla Back
I make it rain wie Lil Wayne mit Dollar Packs
Yeah
Ey
Sogar bis Marrakesch
Notier den Pain auf other Ways and other Tracks
Ey
Ja, Ja
Turnin' up with thots quickest way to empty pockets knots
Give away Pateks cause to me that shit a pocket watch
Lil Wayne Ram, tell her "Lick me like
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
shit like a game
Have her pop pussy but I'm not Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
All blacked out like I'm Bruce Wayne
I threw you the oop just slam it like King
text me
Got my heart on Wayne Gretzky (ice)
You don't fuck me and that's a blessin' (woo)
I smoke weed, I done pounds
I sold and rapped about that
sumin')
If 2Pac was here, he would coach me
Real nigga rockin' a Rollie
This for C Murder in Angola (This for C man)
I slept by him every night (We was
Throwback sneakers and my new chains (Woo)
Suicidal if my contract was like Lil' Wayne's
Body droppin', every week you in a new gang (Woo)
Volkswagen
Pulling that hair trigger back like tracks
Check your bitch ass like Air Max
Boy, I'm high as fuck, I get somebody to come tie you up
It's Tunechi,
that you haven't heard of me
Dare to gang up, Imma ready with my arms right by side with me
Better hide from me
Im no milee puta I'm a whole cavalry
name's ***** I'm came to compete
These Versace is from Italy
I used to run track in the heat
Past failure I'm tryna delete
I'm *****, I been here before
a lil tissue, I'm ready to blow it
I let the phone ring because people annoying
I gotta stay high, I roll up while I'm bored
Go to sleep at night and wake
the bomb, bang
Bitch I ride on tracks every fucking day like we on trains
Lil' bro claim he balling, put up zero just like Andre
New package came in, I think
the right track
In a fistfight, with a knife, then backstab
Gon' make a bitch dance, put the cost on my tab
And you should understand
That I'm not the kind
Throw that ass for some ones
See we shop a lot and we like nice thangs
Money to blow louie bag with the key ring
Like Lil wayne said where the cash at?
And swallow and drain damn she wild
Make her trip out Lil' Wayne
Damn she loud, now
It's all over 'cause I'm finished with mine
I'ma tell her call tomorrow
fina
Sun you the shina
Everytime you step inna the room
They gon wonder LIKE wayne
Nah my baby not playing
See you got all the class that i love
That's
me come show ya'
I'd like to bling Lil' Wayne
I'd like to sting with rain
Bitch ya'll thank I can't prove it
Set the date and lets do it
Set cha'
(Hotrod on the track)
Chea (yeah)
Ayy, you know I'm lookin' for a five-star bitch, talkin' 'bout (burr, burr)
I'm talkin' 'bout a ho gotta be
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