Lyrics:
Carolina, nigga
You see it's young Wayne
Game is ashamed and they say he's a pain
He is crazy deranged
Put them blades on his thing
It's like eighty
your lane
Don't crash, feel the pain
Dope music in my veins
Skating on em with Lil Wayne
Boom, boom rich (Rich)
Way too much ice now I'm skating on em
to Red and Blue, I got love, nigga
Shout out to Chi-Town, all the G.D.'s
Shout out to 3-0-5, I rep C.C.
Shout out to Lil' Jay - Shout out to Jay-Z
all black like Bruce Wayne
Put on a beat I'm gon' eat it like Cici's
Diamonds on me round my neck double VV
Stay in the lab with a blonde Dee-Dee
Louis
New g lock with the 50 i'm banging a drum
Come through banging that switch it ain't nowhere to run
Ap hit him he thought he thought he got hit by
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
accompanied by the pink stuff
But Goddamn he loved that feelin'
Purple rain coated in the throat
Just so healin'
Medicine alleviate the sickness
liquid affix
trying to get by
But I don't hear
It goes in one ear and out the other
Told him how to G-slide and he told his mother
Get get down big Mama
I can dig
(Enrgy made this one)
If I ain't a young shiner, then what do you call that?
Fuckin' niggas hoes, he mad textin' in all caps
Beef broad day, lay
What up yall, I'm a take you on a lil Journey
Through the East Side of St Paul
Welcome to my hood
Pray for my people, Jesus Name
He's a Rubber Band
a real child
Lil Wayne is real hot on my block
When you get your top popped the cops watch
So used to drillin', kill, and niggas stealin' non stop
You
Spice got theirs I want mines G
Still got love for my folks
Lil' Ric, E-A-Ski, and Sonya see
Big Worm, Young Ric, be -Boy, Mac Spoon, my whole click
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
said and done
I'm gonna you know what (yes, I will), you know what (yes, I will baby)
(Lil Wayne, holla at 'em)
Yeah, fresh off the G-4
Need no
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
little nigga, tell em
How you do the shit, how you kill lil niggas
Meek put me in a battle, quick 10 g's
Rode in a black Bentley member
I had a 10 speed
sittin' inside the of the 'burbs
Lil' kid talkin' that shit (yeah), now he can't say no words
I'm on big boy lick, I just pulled up in a Urus
(Feel it)
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
Like he don’t give a damn
As a lowercase g, my fun’s up in the minivan
They said I’m smooth, 'cause I’m cool
Like a ceiling fan
[Lil Wayne]
Holla at me nigga you know it be Weezy "The Don"
I murder easy but hard to kill like Steven Segal
Its paper, pussy, and pistols â?? pass
overseas gettin them G's fall out please,
you know it's goin down
Lil Wayne's song describe my smallest bank account silly
A millie millie, a millie,
hollerin' Usher and that Lil Jon shit
They holler NORE, I smoke I drank but I made that bitch
They holler Mannie, Baby, Wayne and Geezy
Don't nobody holler
Ha
Stick to the G code
Stick to the G code
Stick to the-
Stick to the G-
I can't tell on them, I'm sorry
I can't tell on them, I'm sorry
Ayy,
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