Lyrics:
was glad
Shout out Lil Wayne, yeah, that's my dad (Lil Tunechi)
They call me "Lil Tune" but I go by, "Tunie"
No Netflix and chill, I'm watchin'
pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood,
Gangsta Grillz it's me and Spitta man
Gangsta Grillz, Mack Maine we see you
Young Capo I see you gangsta Grillz
I get that money that's my top
She know a young nigga on it for real
Chasin' the money, my only move So I don't really give a fuck how you feel
Nigga, fuck how you feel
I feel like
of them the baddest)
Addicted to this money, yup I get that shit the fastest
Yuh, I gotta have that shit (yeah)
Where yo bag at?
Run yo bag up, lil
niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo
the money
Say you bout dat gangsta pussy nigga when I know you shook
Say you getting money fuck nigga this how you Sposed to look
I be rockin Dymelyfe, Aduh
press on the gas a 'lil more for the gain
I go by the code so I can't say no names
What they selling 'lil nigga you know it's illegal
Smoking on opp-pane
bae cause her pussy juciy But when I'm done you can get her Back. I cannot fuck w You lil rats Money hungry hand my bands in cash
Tuffin up lil boy why
Tu' mir den Gefallen und bleib Gangsta
Das heißt mach genau das, was du denkst, klar
Steig in den Wagen, zeig mir die Straßen
Ganxtaville - wir rasen
The time is money and money still was made baby
Eight months ain't stop nothing nigga
It's like jail was third base and my lil' nigga still came home, ya
Yeah,
Drought 3
Hahaha
Yeah
Scott Storch
Bitch, I'm back on my grizzy, Young Money, where you at?
Two tables and a mic, tell the DJ run it
Those time l was broke
I have been hustling each and everyday
Just to get the money cause nobody know me
They don't care
I know by grace l will get
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on a dog hoes
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on a dog hoes
Them hoes they mad
Them hoes they mad
Now put Lil Wayne on the map cause he walk it off (ha
Miss the mixtape days
Lil Wayne & Young Money
Man my brother put up on so much shit
I kno I a lot of music cuz we smoking in the whip
That's where
doubt
Smoking while I ride got a birdie by my side
Pretty lil bitch keep a cup between her thighs
Kissing on her lips she in love with my eyes
That's ok
just how to talk to me, know just how I like it
You turnin' me on, you turnin' me on, you turnin' me on
Now wait a minute, lil' buster
You got one
on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free like this ass whooping
Come fuck with
stacking this ETH just to put your lil head on a mission.
Boy you only gangsta on da blockchain.
Only get money on da blockchain.
Shawty only bad on da
I be wilin' the streets thuggin'
Me and Lil' Wayne, two young niggas that can't be trusted
Even though I'm young I'm still a hard hitta'
Soulja out
I be wilin' the streets thuggin'
Me and Lil' Wayne, two young niggas that can't be trusted
Even though I'm young I'm still a hard hitta'
Soulja out
the nasty
Now, I tell a bitch like this
You gotta take ten dicks before you meet the president
Young Money (Gangsta Grillz, you bastards)
Okay, I know
you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"
All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So
Me
Different Color Mink Shit Wrist Full Of Pink Shit
U Dealin With A King Lil Buddy U Need To Be Thick
Ay Young Jizzle Gettin Money Anyway
U Make It
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