Lyrics:
Lil' Xan imitate Lil' Wayne
I should aim at everybody in the game, pick a name
I'm fed up with being humble
And rumor is I'm hungry, I'm sure you
in the trap in the Stu doing tracks till the hoods gone... (Lil Wayne's back
No disrespect to the legends, cause..they the ones made me
Cause, they
struggle when I started
But I moved on regardless
With my squad yeah we skating
She be waving I'm assuming
Tats on her face like Lil Wayne
Champagne on my
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
what you would lack
You gotta pick the pen up and create another tool from scratch
Since I dropped my album I've been comfortable, much too in fact
Been
face in the hood I ain't talking no Bape
Feel like Kim K started out with a tape
Now I got like two albums and one on the way
Oh by the way
We paving
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself
both of us just popped a pill
and now am feelin'
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
gay, the one selling drugs
The one that's tryna act like Lil Wayne
What the fuck is this shit man?
Y'all better turn this shit off when y'all get in
switching my flow
I just had to say it so you lil n****s know
I’m feeling like Wayne at the peak of his prime
I’m feeling like jay when reciting these lines
up above
If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove
I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
Album of the year
mine)
And I got that gas fah sell (Sell)
And I gotta pack by the mail (Mail)
Lil shorty she like how I smell (Smell)
The money treating me well (Well)
her up like a gun in her spleen
My name is Lil Wayne and I'm a microfiend!
Hit me again!
Alright I'm going back in like
B back on my 1, 2
Now watch me
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
like it's war
Now g-spot and my man Lil Wayne
We come to the booth we
Bring that freestyle pain
It's BET, it's the TIG
We holdin' it down for the CMB
I'm
This song might just catch a fire
Im a cute lil nigga, no liar
Ye im hot like a heater, never tire
Just look at my smile lil mama
And i took my
Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
You just perpetrating from the side line
What it feel like? (Huh)
Metaphor game too silly
Punch lines way too silly
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
playing how to love Lil Wayne on headphones
I wish I had a ringtone, cause this would be my theme song
I’ve been sitting by the phone
Waiting for yo picture
Who you know rapping like this
You can tell I'm cooking by the flick of my wrist
I used to run the city in the 919. More money, more woes, Now I'm
listening to Lil Wayne and (yeah)
Sipping on that soda (yeah)
Tipping on 44s
I was still tripping on these hoes (huh)
Slipping on these foes (damn)
I've been
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