Artist: Lil Wayne
Album: –
Year: 2020
[Lil Wayne]
I’mma put my niggas where my heart go (heart go)
Burner by the corridor (corridor)
Also the torso, point it at your cornrows (cornrows)
Shoot ’em where the stars go (bah)
Whatchu’ say? I thought so
You don’t want spark woah (nope)
Cause I’m feeling like charcoal (uh)
I’m feeling like a lost soul, boy I’m in war mode (war mode)
Highway to heaven nigga (errp)
I can take you off-road
Even though I’m wayyyyy up, I still finesse (still finesse)
Yeah, even though I’m prayed up, I feel possessed (dang)
I don’t know man it’s like lately, I ain’t been myself (nope)
I look into the mirror and I see somebody else
I don’t recognize the face that I wear (damn)
I look into my eyes and ain’t nobody there
And I’m sleeping with a bitch I don’t know (who is you?)
She sleeping with the dick down her throat, oh Lord
What if some niggas kick down the door?
I shoot it out and hide behind the hoe (bah bah bah bah bah)
Nigga what, I’m living like that
Yeah, nigga what I’m living like that
Yeah
Nigga what, you can die like that
Don’t try like that
Sour grapes nigga cause you wine like brats
I don’t see these niggas cause they shine like black
I’mma throw some bullets in the sky, nice catch
In the sky blue ‘vette repping Piru set (soo woo)
Hop out on that bitch like Batman (yeah)
You get a toe tag quicker than a hashtag (haha)
I cut his feet off, tell a nigga tap dance
I cut his wings off, make a nigga crash land
I need a theme song, nigga I’m a masked man
You talk trash nigga, only to the trash man (yeah)
These pussycat niggas need a CAT scan (yeah)
I’m a Mob boss asking what the crime cost (yeah)
On my high horse seein’ who I can buy off (yeah)
Got a chauffeur somewhere up in my garage lost
Got some codeine poured up for a dry cough
Nigga I’m living like that (pour up)
Yeah, nigga what I’m sipping like that (pour up)
Yeah
Lord, they can take me away, carry me in the wind
Bury me in with a grin, salary may offend
Now a bad-ass bitch sharing me with her friend
And I started from the bottom like a tree with a stem
Now I feel like 50 Cent cause I see many men
Wish death upon me like a genie with them
But I put the burner barrel to his beanie’s brim
And leave a blood pool, put on your bikini and swim (woo)
Motherfucker don’t try, don’t you even attempt (yeah)
I don’t even want beef, I want linguine and shrimp
Lamborghinis and Martinis, and a suite full of nymphs
Fat stinky Backwood, a swisher sweet with some length, boy
And when it’s them, I got the heat with the “nth” (yeah)
Magazine extend, and my Nina a twin
I don’t know two other bad sisters, Nina and them
I call them Venus and Serena, they hyena your limbs
And we livin’ like that, yeah, yeah
Nigga what, you could get it like that (like that nigga)
Yeah, I’mma put my niggas where my heart go (heart go)
Burner by the corridor (corridor)
Also the torso, point it at your cornrows (cornrows)
Shoot ’em where the stars go (bah)
Whatchu’ say? I thought so
You don’t want spark woah
Cause I’m feeling like charcoal
I’m feeling like a lost soul, boy I’m in war mode (war mode)
Highway to heaven nigga
I can take you off-road, I can take you off-road
Woah
Welcome to the crossroads
Woah, yeah
See one thing about me nigga
I don’t give two fucks about these niggas
I’m three ticks from bombing nigga
I’m 4 sips from drowning nigga
I’m 5 star if you’re counting nigga
Tunechi
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