Lil Wayne Lyrics: March 2026

Tha Carter VI (2025)

King Carter lyrics - Lil Wayne

From Hollygrove streets, his voice took flight

Dwayne Carter, the rap most light

With metaphors sharp as a gleaming blade

He changed the game, his mark was made

Through Tha Carter, his legend grew

A Martian reign forever true

Young Money's king, no throne too high

Wayne stays timeless, he'll never die

King Carter

King Carter

King Carter

King Carter

King Carter

King Carter

King Carter

Welcome To Tha Carter lyrics - Lil Wayne

Young Money, we're rolling

It's the only way

In the hustle of the streets

We make our play

Welcome to Tha Carter (Welcome to Tha Carter)

Where the mountains align (Welcome to Tha Carter, yeah)

Where the strong survive (Welcome to Tha Carter)

Welcome to Tha Carter, where dreams never die, oh, hey

High in the mountains, nigga, uh

Man of my word, I stand on my word

Y'all get on my nerves, I get high and land like a bird

Respect, I don't demand, I deserve, my standards superb

Family first, family second, family third

I scramble and swerve, scam and I serve, planned it out first

I treat sweet smart bitches like candy, like Nerds

I know the feds' cameras observe 'cause the cash is absurd

I mean, the house so fuckin' massive, I just added concierge

Emphatic, I splurge, on Addys, I surge, on Xannys, I slurs

On shrooms, I'm nothin' but a fantasizer

The DMT got me thinkin' like an analyzer

Smokin' on a pure L, no sanitizer

I'ma stand behind her and rapid fire

She say this dick a pacifier, it tranquilize her

I still eat the rappers, I heard they appetizers

You throw Weezy on a beat, you're throwin' gas on fire

Welcome to Tha Carter (Welcome to Tha Carter)

Where the mountains align (Welcome to Tha Carter)

Where the strong survive (Welcome to Tha Carter)

Welcome to Tha Carter, where dreams never die, oh, hey

Ayo, my sun's gon' shine forever

And as long as we here, you might as well get your clouds together

Pray for cloudy weather, world peace, shout out to Metta

And if it's beef, I turn the whole cow to leather

I ain't playin' with y'all, right hand to God

Don't act like my nigga today and a white man tomorrow

I done said it before, I'm already ready for war

You've been to Hell and back, but have you been to Heaven before?

I check the Chopard, I got time today

Smokin' that bomb LA like I'm McVay

Bombs away, I'm just tryna concentrate

While I eat lil' mama backwards like mignon filet

Time and place, here and now, I'm bearin' down

Got you starin' down a barrel, baow-baow-baow-baow

That's how the ammo sound

It's Tha Carter VI, pussy, pull your tampon out, huh

Young Money, we're rolling

It's the only way

In the hustle of the streets

We make our play

Welcome to Tha Carter (Welcome to Tha Carter, Young Mulah, baby)

Where the mountains align (Welcome to Tha Carter)

Where the strong survive (Welcome to Tha Carter, six)

Welcome to Tha Carter, where dreams never die, oh (Six, six, bitch)

Uh, Young Mulah, baby

Lay you down, Weezy F., the F for futon, baby

What you do do not faze me, you not amazing

I made a million-dollar man from a two-dollar baby

Sit your five-dollar ass down, do not make me

Turn your five-dollar ass to coupons, baby

Who got next? 'Cause I go at these new guys' necks

I went from checkin' niggas to the nigga who sign checks

My flow like the flu I catch, I'm higher than your tube socks stretch

Life a bitch, I'm 'bout to make her your ex

Life a bitch, you got me flirtin' with death

Welcome to Tha Carter VI and I'm servin' my guests

Her lip service the best, I guess your bitch is not my personal guest

Thanks for shoppin' at Tha Carter, where the verses stay fresh, yes

Rest in peace, Jerry West

But this is where the peace never rests

Welcome to Tha Carter (Welcome to Tha Carter, and I'm higher than the peak of Everest)

Where the mountains align (Welcome to Tha Carter, I'm the beast and the best, God bless)

Where the strong survive (Welcome to Tha Carter)

Welcome to Tha Carter, where dreams never die, oh, hey

Bells lyrics - Lil Wayne

L-I-L Wayne is sharp as nails

Hammer anybody that talk that ill

I exhale kush y'all smell

Thuggin' since I got out of jail

Anger is a fight in the mind

Got that white girl like Topanga, you desire, I design

We are all perfect strangers that are runnin' out of time

In the eyes of danger, grab my gun and rob ya blind

Rob ya blind, I been eatin' on the streets, wine and dine

I been under them trees like Feliz Navidad

Twin Glocks under the seat, that's Maria, Maria

Leave your body lookin' like if you're feedin' hyenas, woah

Actavis so sweet, tastin' like a Now and Later

Diamonds in my teeth, smilin' like a alligator

Drugs make us turtles, we fight and sleep like straight up

Got these bitches at my feet, but I'ma keep my head up

I been rockin' niggas bells, I been rockin' bitches world

All this weed in this blunt, I feel like I'm doing curls

While they all on pins and needles, I been stickin' to my word

That's that murder in this blunt, I feel like Ja Rule and Irv

I son these niggas, wear ya sunscreen, nigga

I swear, I ain't touched the ground since Jump Street, nigga

I'm a Eagle Street nigga, watch my wings swing, nigga

Gotta king me, nigga, ding-ding-ding, nigga

Bells

L-I-L Wayne is hot as hell

Flow so hard, my bars hit like barbells

Bells

L-I-L Wayne is hot as hell

Murder everybody, your thot as well

Got the street sweeper, got the mop as well

My bitch a bombshell, break her out her shell

Like, like Taco Bell and I bring this shit straight to the opp doorbell

You been waitin' and debatin' for oh-so long

Starvin' like Marvin, so let's get it on

And I'ma rep New Orleans, put my woes on the map

All I need is this designer to put No' on my cap

Oh, feds on the gang, real tough, though

My main bitch snappin', I ain't say, "Hut," though

I got the automatic soundin' like a drumroll

She taking off her panties, wait for me to upload

I'm a bad man, I'm a mass man

I'm her first kiss, I'm her last dance

I'm a hashtag, I'm a red flag

Got a trash bag full of dead pres'

Shake the bugs off, sleep the drugs off

Flip the judge off, rip the plug off

Got detectives at my house and they just found a skull

Any reverend you encounter tell you I'm the God

You see the devil, tell him that I pulled the fire alarm

And there won't be dryin' off from this quiet storm

And every single guy involved, that's who I will harm

Hit everything except your arms with this firearm

Okay, now some don't like it 'cause I do what I want

Plus, I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't

And I don't smoke bunk, I only smoke that strong

Eyes tight like my name Wong-Ding-Ding-Dong

Bitch, bells

L-I-L Wayne is hot as hell

Flow so hard, my bars hit like barbells

Bells

L-I-L Wayne is hot as hell

Murder everybody, your thot as well

Got the street sweeper, got the mop as well

My bitch a bombshell, break her out her shell

Like, like Taco Bell and I bring this shit straight to the opp doorbell

Hip-Hop lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. BigXthaPlug & Jay Jones)

Ayy

Said fuck the Drac' and bought the G-Lock

He run up, bet he get popped

Yeah, I rap, but fuck this hip-hop

I'm active, boy, don't get dropped

Niggas hoes, they walk with flip-flops

Hate rats with cheese, they get chopped

From the slope straight to the tip-top

It's on me, bitch, don't get popped (Mula)

Spent like fifty all in one swap

Ran off, the plug got too hot (Yeah, yeah)

We had hoes and bowls in two spots (Yeah, yeah)

Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped (Uh-huh)

Diamonds shining, smoking moonrock (Yeah)

Thug life, I feel like 2Pac (Uh-huh)

In LA, we ride with two Glocks

Start rapping, feds got too hot

Uh, bitch, bitch, bitch, make a nigga rich, rich, rich

I like the pussy deep dish and when it go squish, squish, squish

Carter 6, 6, 6, demon time, tick, tick, tick

Barrel to your temple like a pimple, nigga, it go Z-Z-Z

Promethazine, I don't even smoke gasoline

Fuck you, no vaseline

I like my hoes tangerine

It turns so dope, I have fiends

I got that coke, no caffeine

I empty the whole magazine

Everybody woke, I sell dreams

Got it out the mud, the can clean

I can't trust the love, I ain't green

I just cut 'em off like gangrene

It's the art of war, I'm painting

I'm a superstar, she fainting

No matter who you are, you ain't me

Walk it like a target on my feet

Take a nigga heart just for the beat

Said fuck the Drac' and bought the G-Lock

He run up and he get popped

Yeah, I rap, but fuck this hip-hop

I'm active, boy, don't get dropped

Niggas hoes, they walk with flip-flops

Hate rats with cheese, they get chopped

From the slope straight to the tip-top

It's on me, bitch, don't get popped

Spent like fifty all in one swap

Ran off, the plug got too hot

We had hoes and bowls in two spots

Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped

Diamonds shining, smoking moonrock

Thug life, I feel like 2Pac

In LA, we ride with two Glocks

Start rapping, feds got too hot

Godzilla, nigga, chinchilla, nigga

Laughin' to the bank like Ben Franklin, Ben Stiller, nigga

In a villa, nigga, gettin' head like a pillow, nigga

Bitches all over me and X like Twitter, nigga

Heavy hitter, nigga, send a nigga, devil and a nigga

Weed smoke got me chokin' like Reggie Miller, nigga

She gon' ride a nigga like an eighteen wheeler, nigga

She vanilla, nigga, on tequila, she Brazillian, nigga

I ain't never scared (Never scared)

Keep a chopper on me like a helipad

These niggas Teddy Grahams, niggas teddy bears (Teddy bears)

Kill 'em with my bare hands like Freddy, man, tell 'em, man

Said fuck the Drac' and bought the G-Lock

He run up and he get popped

Yeah, I rap, but fuck this hip-hop

I'm active, boy, don't get dropped

Niggas hoes, they walk with flip-flops

Hate rats with cheese, they get chopped

From the slope straight to the tip-top

It's on me, bitch, don't get popped

Spent like fifty all in one swap

Ran off, the plug got too hot

We had hoes and bowls in two spots

Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped

Diamonds shining, smoking moonrock

Thug life, I feel like 2Pac

In LA, I ride with two Glocks

Start rapping, feds got too hot (Yeah, Mula)

Hallelujah, clip so long like Tchoupitoulas

Bad lil' bitch give amazing brain

My mother raised an honor student

Tell a bitch step like major pain

Lowdown a nigga like Keenen Wayan

Slam on a nigga like Shaq in paint

I'ma shoot this bitch, I ain't have to think

I'm like Nino in Tha Carter, nigga

Too many pounds, what's the order, nigga?

Grew my wicks out like a Florida nigga

When the Drac' call, hope God with ya

On a state call with my dog, nigga

Got a light sentence, not a life sentence

Bro just came home, picked the pen up, then he taught me how to make a knife with it

Only seein' green with this night vision

Got a black truck full of white bitches and they like bitches, that excite niggas

If they act up, we goodnight niggas

On sight niggas, well, alright, get it

Got some young boys, they don't do shit, but just shoot shit like Spike did it

You fuckin' 'round with the right nigga, Jones

Said fuck the Drac' and bought the G-Lock

He run up and he get popped

Yeah, I rap, but fuck this hip-hop

I'm active, boy, don't get dropped

Niggas hoes, they walk with flip-flops

Hate rats with cheese, they get chopped

From the slope straight to the tip-top

It's on me, bitch, don't get popped

Spent like fifty all in one swap

Ran off, the plug got too hot

We had hoes and bowls in two spots

Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped

Diamonds shining, smoking moonrock

Thug life, I feel like 2Pac

In LA, I ride with two Glocks

Start rapping, feds got too hot

Sharks lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Jelly Roll & Big Sean)

Snakes ain't always in the grass

Sharks ain't always in the water

Thieves ain't always in the night

God ain't always at the altar

I learned to live with one eye open

Takes gettin' bitten couple times to know that

Snakes ain't always in the grass (Yeah)

Sharks ain't always in the water (Uh-huh)

Snakes don't just slither

Sweet comes before bitter

Saints versus the sinners

I just roll with the winners

I just roll up my sleeves

Roll up my weed, roll up the windows

Everybody got hidden agendas

They got kids, not gettin' a gender

If niggas not chicken, they tender like

Chick-fil-A on a Christian Day

Watch Weezy walk on water

Turn the shark the the water to fish filet

Don't forget to pray, don't forget your bitch

Play pickleball with my dick today

Pockets heavy, I got bricks to lay

Tell 'em eat your heart out and lick the plate

Can't trust nobody

Where was everybody at when I was just nobody?

Just a menace to society

Pockets itchin' like psoriasis

Thieves in the night move cool like a breeze in the night

Fiends for the pipe, speed at the light and scream for the Christ, Lord

God ain't always at the altar, nigga

Cross your heart before departure, nigga

These bullets gon' catapult you, nigga

Put you in the ground, agriculture, nigga

Always stone like a sculpture, nigga

I'm never sober, I'm steppin' over every cobra

I ain't gon' hold ya, I Jelly Roll ya

Snakes ain't always in the grass (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Sharks ain't always in the water (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Thieves ain't always in the night (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

God ain't always at the altar (Yeah, yeah)

I learned to live with one eye open

Takes gettin' bitten couple times to know that

Snakes ain't always in the grass (Woah, woah)

And sharks ain't always in the water (Ayy)

Guess I gotta move the needle since you didn't do it

Glock under pillow, on some mission two shit

Fuck a institution, I know what I'm doin'

Ten steps ahead, Sha'Carri how I'm movin'

Jesus had Judas, Ceasar had Brutus

Always someone plottin', gotta beat 'em to it

Key to do this shit is first you gotta do it

Then do it again and find another way to do it

Suck a dick and die, and eat shit

I'm goin' C4, I mean C6

Got a crash spot on some P shit

Got a stash spot where the seat lift

Get my hands dirty, keep a clean fit

Turn my ups and downs into ski trips

Rockin' ice woods on some D shit

Look, I'm everything you couldn't be, bitch

Jesus piece, stone crucifix

You goin' Bobby Brown, I'm a new addiction

And I'm gettin' off like the proof is missin'

And my worst trait is that I'm too forgivin'

'Cause I always listen when I shouldn't have listened

Even though y'all never made the city proud

You ain't never had your family down feelin' stuck

And you the one that had to stick it out

But like they bank accounts, it's all figured out

Miss my niggas so much, almost digged 'em out

All my exes miss me 'cause they missin' out

I'm finna pop my shit until I fizzle out

New enemies is old friends

Seen jealousy, envy from both ends

When I open up, it came with open hands

So you wonder why the fuck I'm closed in

Snakes ain't always in the grass (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Sharks ain't always in the water (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Thieves ain't always in the night (Ain't gon' hold you, I Jelly Roll ya, yeah, yeah)

God ain't always at the altar (Yeah, yeah)

I learned to live with one eye open

Takes gettin' bitten couple times to know that

Snakes ain't always in the grass

And sharks ain't always in the water

Banned From NO lyrics - Lil Wayne

Carter VI

Ayo, the cocaine whiter, the rope chain brighter

The choke chain tighter, the close-range sniper

The dope game lifer, her throat game nicer

The propane lighter, money old like Biden

I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up

I'm blinged up, shirt off, bitch, I'm inked up, don't blink once

Sip pink punch, she drink nut, she eat dick, I bring lunch

Say she 'bout that action, I'ma fuck her 'til she scream, "Cut"

Woah now, one shot, knock his door down

Silencer on, no sound, catch him with his nose down and wipe it

This game is a bitch, you gotta pipe it 'fore you wife it

Nothin' gettin' between me and and the team, not even a hyphen

You got a dead man walkin', it's a madman talkin'

Leave his body in the garbage, left the trash man nauseous

Eatin' on these streets like a fat man starvin'

And the semi go brrt like I pressed fast-forward, motherfucker

Rrr, Carter VI, Carter VI

I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks

I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks, nigga

I turned my sons to rich niggas

I turned a one to six figures

My daughter turned away all them bitch niggas

Ferrari license plate, 666, nigga

Two ways into the hood, one train

I be smokin' chronic like straight to the brain

Ayo, let's get loose, Hennessy straight with tomato juice

Queen stallions, buy guns from the Italians

Now y'all niggas recognize medallions

Come to your hood, OT with Tim Westwood

Used to be on Section 8, now my section is good

Thugged out, nigga, we eat as much as we could

And we don't give a fuck, boy, you could play my shit

I don't give a fuck, boy, you could save your shit

Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick

Ferrari license plate read "666"

Ferrari license plate read "666"

Ayo, the cocaine whiter, the rope chain brighter

The choke chain tighter, the close-range sniper

I'm the dope game lifer, her throat game nicer

Propane lighter, money old like Biden

I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up

I'm blinged up, shirt off, bitch, I'm inked up, don't blink once

Sip pink punch, she drink nut, she eat dick, I bring lunch

Say she 'bout that action, I'ma fuck her 'til she scream, "Cut"

Fuck

Rrr, Carter VI, Carter VI

I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks

I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks, nigga

I turned my sons to rich niggas

I turned a one to six figures

My daughter turned away all them bitch niggas

Ferrari license plate, 666, nigga

Fuck

Rrr, Carter VI, Carter VI

I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks

I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks, nigga

I turned my sons to rich niggas

I turned a one to six figures

My daughter turned away all them bitch niggas

Ferrari license plate, 666, nigga

Dance, dance, dance

666

Ayo, the cocaine whiter, the rope chain brighter

The choke chain tighter, the close-range sniper

I'm the dope game lifer, her throat game nicer

The propane lighter, money old like Biden

I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up

I'm blinged up, shirt off, I'm inked up, don't blink once

Sip pink punch, she drink nut, she eat dick, I bring lunch

Say she 'bout that action, I'ma fuck her 'til she scream, "Cut"

The Days lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Bono)

These are the days (Oh, RedOne)

These are the days

In the time of our lives

In the time of our youth

We bow down to beauty and truth

We found opportunity when it wasn't there

And made up a rhapsody of our despair

These are the days

Uh, good morning America, God bless America

Everything is fine, don't cry, Miss America

Based on a true story, I don't need an editor

Live like a soldier, die like a veteran

I pledge allegiance to what I believe in

Live to fight another day if yesterday beat me

'Cause these are the days, anything can happen

On 9/11, I was in Manhattan

But these are the days, and time steady passin'

And life steady flashin' in front of my glasses

And I ain't gettin' younger, but I'm gettin' better

Got no time to waste, that's another man's treasure

They say every dog has his day, you gotta pet 'em

And today is now or never

These are the days (Tunechi)

Oh, these are the days

These are the days

The days

The days that tell you what life is for

The days of wonder

Lookin' up at the stars as we're flat on the floor

These are the days

The Fat Boys break up and Mike didn't wake up

If my days are numbered, treat every day like day one

Life in the fast lane, eyes on the road

Take the highs with the lows, smell the concrete rose

From a town where leaves fall and never hit the ground

Got a ocean of belief where the skepticism drowns

Take the good and the bad, everything I never had

Now I'm starin' at the mirror lookin' at my better half

And it's a full day when you think, cry, laugh

And if you think I'm lyin', hook me to the polygraph

And these are the days, I'm just hopin' that they payday

Only to come up a dollar short and a day late

And one day, these days will be my heydays

So I'ma have a great day

These are the days

These are the days (And I still remember the days)

These are the days (When I was behind them bars, just countin' the days)

The days

The days that tell you what life is for

I also remember them days when I was layin' on that hospital bed thinkin' how many days I had left

The revolution is just out the door (Every day is my day)

These are the days (Every day is my day)

We know, we knew, we knew, we are, we were (Every day is my day)

These are the days (Every day is my day)

Oh, these the days

These are the days (Every day is my day)

In the time of our lives

In the time of our youth

We bow down to beauty and truth

These are the days

The days

The days that tell you what life is for

The days of wonder

Lookin' up at the stars as we're flat on the floor

These are the days

The days

The days that tell you what life is for

The days of wonder

The revolution is just out the door

These are the days

Cotton Candy lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. 2 Chainz)

Sugar sweets (Lala-la-la-la-la)

Give me candy, please (Lala-la-la-la-la-la)

Sugar sweets (Lala-la-la-la-la)

Give me candy, please (Lala-la-la-la-la-la)

Twenty-five lines on the dresser

Ran off on the plug like a Tesla

Coke make her sneeze, God bless her

Fuck her like a wrestler, Brock Lesnar

South cocaine, polyester

More sand than Mojave Desert

White cheese, talkin' mozzarella

White girl, talkin' Aguilera

White girl, call her Consuela

All coke, no Doctor Pepper

I protect her like contraceptive

Break a brick like a block in Tetris

Ate the dick, she want sloppy seconds

At her throat like a diamond necklace

Cook the coke like my mama breakfast

I'm in the lab like I'm Doctor Jekyl

All gas, that's without the pedal

I'm in her face, that's without the freckles

All bass, that's without the treble

Johnson-Johnson, yeah, the powder fresher

Snort a line, ain't no time to measure

I ain't tryna press you, but it's my pleasure

White girl come with dollar signs, Kesha

Mary Jane, molly, hot lesbians

Bitches snortin' coke off of bitches

Lickin' cocaine off of titties

White girl, sweet, soft, and pretty

Lookin' like a spliff, nice, tall, skinny

I'm him, baby, got that bass like Eric B. and Rakim, baby

Nosedive, then swim, baby

More white girls than Slim Shady

Sugar sweets (And Tom Brady)

Cotton candy, sweet as dough

Ballin' like the Sugar Bowl (Sugar sweets), oh (Lala-la-la-la-la)

Cotton candy, sweet as dough (Toni)

Ballin' like the Sugar Bowl

On dirty Sprite, she a coke head

Make the beat slap with no hands

My dog a blood, it's code red

With two hoes, gave 'em both head

My brother, brother, my best friend

On more white than Ovechkin

Walked in the strip club, spent more Washingtons than a redskin

In candyland, I'm the handyman

Got the tool me, Azul on me

Where would I be without my baby? Ja Rule on me

Don and 42 on me

Got more at stake than wagyu, homie

I could swim in my jewels, Rollie on in the pool (Alright)

Don Corleone on this mornin'

She was doin' lines on Zoom (Alright)

Line's long to the powder room, oh yeah, powder room (Uh)

Keep in mind, I'm at the studio tryna lay down a verse

She pulled out her debit card and chopped it up, nose first (Yuh)

I listen up, I don't judge, her booty softer than Uggs (Uh)

I grab on it sometimes when we hug, just because (Woo)

My sugar, sugar, my sweet thing, you put the G in G-string (G)

Sat back and I peeped game

Touched her once and a leak came

Sugar sweets (Yeah)

Cotton candy, sweet as dough

Ballin' like the Sugar Bowl (Sugar sweets), oh (Lala-la-la-la-la)

Cotton candy, sweet as dough

Ballin' like the Sugar Bowl (Lala-la-la-la-la-la), oh

Ballin' like the Sugar Bowl (Lala-la-la-la-la-la), oh

(Lala-la-la-la-la-la)

T-twenty-five lines on the dresser (Yeah)

Ran off on the plug like a Tesla (Yeah)

C-coke make her sneeze, God bless her (Yeah)

Fuck her like a wrestler, Brock Lesnar (Yeah)

S-south cocaine, polyester (Yeah)

More-more sand than Mojave Desert (Yeah)

White cheese, talkin' mozzarella (Yeah)

White girl, talkin Aguilera

Sugar sweets (Lala-la-la-la-la-la)

Cotton candy, sweet as dough

Ballin' like the Sugar Bowl (Sugar sweets), oh (Lala-la-la-la-la)

Cotton candy, sweet as dough

Ballin' like the Sugar Bowl

Sweet (Lala-la-la-la-la-la, oh, yeah)

Flex Up lyrics - Lil Wayne

You can ask Lauren, Zepporah and Kira

I Saint Laurent

I Saint Laurent this and I Margiela that

Bought my hoes some Amiri

I been getting money, it's old and delirious

You can ask Lauren, Zepporah and Kira 'nem

I've been rich nigga before the millennium

Smoking this dope to control the adrenaline

Sharpshooter aimin', I sold out the innocence

Star in a bank, in the court room, a criminal

I just bought bae a brand new Maserati truck

Gotta slide on the opp, she said, "Not in my truck"

Gon' fire, if it's not, then it's not in my blunt

I been climbing to the top and I'm tryin' not to jump

Anybody seen the roof to the top of my car?

I'ma tell the whole truth, I'ma try not to stunt

Diamonds in the tooth from the back and into the front

Big mama, Lil Tunechi, dick fatter than her, I'ma platter to her

I told her eat it

I'm lit off the stove, you ain't gotta reheat it

I been getting dough, I just had to redeem it

I just talked to Hov and he told me he seen me

Funny, heard the same thing when I talked to Stevie, damn

And I left 'em, just do it to flex up

And I left 'em, just do it to flex up

And I also need to do it to flex up

Took a selfie of me, hold the checks up

I'm like zero degrees from the neck up

If she get on her knees, I'ma bless her

If she get off her knees, it's a setup, yeah, I told her eat it

I'm lit off the stove, you ain't gotta reheat it

I been getting dough, I just had to redeem it

I just talked to Hov and he told me he seen me

Same thing I heard when I talked to Stevie

Saint Laurent this and I Margiela that

I ain't got no limits, credit card, it don't max

Spend it all on my kids, they gon' ball like their dad

When you only know riches, you don't know the rags

And we war over flags if you don't know the half

You get caught in a jam

I might spend a lil' bread, send some niggas in red

To come treat your head like bologna and ham

I'm at home with a ma'am, she want only a tan

I see only her ass and she only a fan

I say, "I understand," but I don't understand

Said she hot on the 'Gram, bitch, I'm hot out the pan, I found out she a stan

If you ain't got that bag, then that private don't land

Slimy, do not test me, I'm your final exam

Don't care how much you crammin'

If you think it's sweet, turn your body to yams

Mmm, eat it

Lit off the stove, you ain't gotta reheat it

Give her a pole, she turn into Houdini

Just talked to Hov and he told me he seen me

Funny, same thing I heard when I talked to Stevie, uh

And I left 'em, just do it to flex up

And I also need to do it to flex up

And I left me to do, I ain't F-in' with you

Took a selfie of me, throwin' checks up

I'm like zero degrees from the neck up

If she get on her knees, I'ma bless her

If she get off her knees, it's a setup, I told her eat it

Lit off the stove, you ain't gotta reheat it

Dicked down some hoes, caught feelings, retreated

Just talked to Hov and he told me he seen me

Same thing I heard when I talked to Stevie

And I left 'em, just do it to flex up

And I also need to do it to flex up

I ain't F-in' with you, nigga, flex up

Take a selfie with me, throwin' checks up

I'm like zero degrees from the neck up

If she get on her knees, I'ma bless her

If she get off her knees, it's a setup

Island Holiday lyrics - Lil Wayne

Uh

When you're on a holiday

You can't find the words to say

All the things that come to you

And I wanna feel it too

On an island in the sun

We'll be playin' and havin' fun

And it makes me feel so fine

I can't control my brain

What you drinkin', baby? (Sip, sip)

Mm, what you drinkin', baby? (Sip, sip)

Oh, we ain't babysittin' (Sip, sip)

Yeah, yeah

Just got paid (Just got paid)

Where's my shades? (Where's my shades?)

I'm on demon time (Yeah)

Am I late? (Oh)

Bad bitch on my plate (On my plate)

Fed my face (Oh)

Just got an actin' coach

To help me act my age

Fuck you, turn the page (Turn the page)

Yeah, burn the sage (Burn the sage)

Like my daughter Reginae

It's hell I raise, yeah

Smell like haze, yeah

I was raised on UGK

When them hoes say, "Weezy F."

Weezy F. say, "U-C-K," bitch (Fuck these hoes)

Every day's a holiday (Yeah, yeah)

Feel like I just beat a case (Yeah, yeah)

All the queens that come to you (Yeah, yeah)

Really wanna feel it too

On an island in the sun

Breakin' bread, you can have the crumbs

And it makes me feel so fire

I can't control my flame (Fah-fah-fah)

Carter VI (Yeah), Carter VI (Carter VI)

I want Weezer the band on this one

We'll run away together

We'll spend some time forever

We'll never feel bad anymore

When you're on a golden sea (Ski, ski)

You don't need no memory (Ski, ski)

Just a place to call your own (Ski, ski, ski)

As we get into the zone (Ski, ski)

On an island in the sun (Ski, ski)

Breakin' bread, you can have the crumbs (Ski, ski)

And it makes me feel so high (Ski)

I can't control my brain (Ski, ski)

What you drinkin', baby? (Sip, sip)

Mm, what you drinkin', baby? (Sip, sip)

Oh, we ain't babysittin' (Sip, sip)

Yeah

Carter VI, Carter VI

Carter VI, Carter VI

Carter VI

I want Weezer the band on this one

Nigga, huh? Nigga, what?

Carter VI, Carter VI

Carter VI, Carter VI

Carter VI

I want Weezer the band on this one

Call me papi or daddy or mister

And I'm standin' on business like Bigfoot

Yeah, I'm standin' on business like Bigfoot

Got my hand in her panties, it tickle

She take half of a Xanny with liquor

I took the other half and kissed her

Follow her on the 'Gram, they dissed her

Very fun, what they sayin', don't listen

Loki's Theme lyrics - Lil Wayne

B-walk

On this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalk

I don't know what the fuck he thought

I put one in his head like a deep—

What up, though? It's Tunechi

New Orleans nigga, turn gumbo to sushi

Money real tall like Mutombo, you puny

You already know I'm a big dog, you Snoopy

Soldiers salute me, codeine pollute me, I'm droopy

Smoke it then bomb like you nuke me, it's spooky

Y'all niggas fluky

Y'all niggas always broke like a hoopty

Hold up, sound off, one, two

Snatch the crown off of you

I make house calls, I'ma come through

And kick the door down like kung fu

Hold up, pop a bottle, Dom Peri'

Like Colorado, I'm primary

Don't talk that shit, no commentary

Just shake that shh like a library

Flow so clean, got me tiptoein'

Dick so big, almost tripped over it

I came on her belly, that's star jelly

Bitch, bitch, give me brain like a smart aleck

Hold up, right, left, right, left, you're toothless

Break his nose, right hand full of mucus

Pussy nigga, stop playin', start douchin'

Blood chillin' in the cut, no sutures

Uh, B-walk

One punch slept a nigga, made him sleepwalk

She up and down on this dick like a see-saw

I'm steppin' 'round this bitch like the green Hulk, hold up

Rrr, watch your remarks

You know I check a nigga like results

Your bitch try beat my meat, that's that meat assault

You know Blood gang so gang, they think we a cult, on Blood

On Blood (On Blood), that's on Blood (On Blood)

Nigga trippin' 'til he see his own blood (Own blood)

I pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood (On blood)

No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (On blood)

That's on Blood (On Blood)

Bloodbath, you can get your own tub (Suwoo)

I'm on my grizzly 'cause I got my own cubs (Suwoo)

Big B's and I got my own buzz

That's on blood, that's on blood (On Blood)

This nigga trippin' 'til he see his own blood (Own blood)

I pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood (On blood)

No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (On blood)

That's on Blood (On Blood)

Bloodbath, you can get your own tub (Own tub)

I'm on my grizzly 'cause I got my own cubs (Own cubs)

Big B's and I got my own buzz and I got it out the mud (Got it out the—)

B-walk

On this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalk

I don't know what the fuck he thought

I put one in his head like a deep thought

And if he walk, that's cheap talk

Bickin' back, boolin', that's how we talk

And the streets talk, gotta speak soft

You know niggas get killed by default

Tune act a donkey like hee-haw

Him'll lay a nigga down like pink salt

Smokin' that tree 'til the tree fall

And I stay armed like sleeves off

Red, red like spaghetti and meatballs

Cold, cold-blooded, I got the deep frost

Hop, hop on the D and she rejoice

I'm a Blood, little bitch, I'm a B-boy

No Diddy, on Blood, Tunechi

Pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood

No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood

Big B's and I got my own buzz and I got it out the—

Got it out the mud, mud

Motherfucker, got it out the mud

Motherfucker, got it out the mud (On Blood)

Motherfucker, got it out the mud

Buzz and I got it out the—

Got it out the mud, mud

Motherfucker, got it out the mud

Motherfucker, got it out the mud

If I Played Guitar lyrics - Lil Wayne

She love it when she wake up and I'm still behind her

Got my pillows full of makeup, I ain't mad, but kinda

She be playing mind games and I'm a master minder

I'm a sucker for love, but I ain't pacifier

But I can't deny ya, I'm a man on fire

She's a man-eater and I was just an appetizer

But if shit get out of hand, I keep sanitizer

She said, "I'm too hot for your ass," and now my pants on fire, but

If I played guitar the way you play games with my heart

I'd play you a fuckin' song, so clap them hands that rub me wrong

I got you caught in the melodies and the memories and the harmony, but

Nobody's on the string for you like me, but

I don't know how you do it

Could sell me a bridge that's burning

While it's on fire and I walk through it

And still treat me wrong

Like that's what you're supposed to do

Loved me twice, you're oh for two

Damn, I do the most for you

I should use that bridge you sold me to get over you, but

If I played guitar the way you play games with my heart

I'd play you a fuckin' song that hit like Sylvester Stallone

I got you caught in the melodies and the memories and the harmony, but

Nobody's on the string for you like me and

If I could play the keys the way you play these games with me

I'd play you a symphony and love you instrumentally

'Cause I'm so caught in the melodies and the memories and the harmony, yeah

Nobody's on the string for you like me, but

I don't know how you do it

Could sell me a bridge in Brooklyn

You don't own even if I knew it

You still treat me wrong

Like that's what you're supposed to do

Loved me twice, you're oh for two

Damn, I do the most for you

I've fallen so low for you

Can I play this solo for you?

Nobody's on the string for you like me

Peanuts 2 N Elephant lyrics - Lil Wayne

What up, though? All my niggas cutthroat

Cut a nigga head off, he lookin' like he fumbled

Smokin' like double-dutch, all you niggas jump rope

Syrup in the double cup, fruit punch like Knuckles

All my niggas up, though

Bands on bands in my pants, that's a drumroll

Elephant memory, but I can't remember her, though

All my bitches' butt grow

Monkey on her back like Michael Jackson and Bubbles

Tunechi on the track and I'ma have to go Dumbo, they gon' go, "Uh-oh"

Elephant in the room, but I came straight out the jungle

Gun so fuckin' jumbo, big-face hundos

My bitch got an elephant booty, not a rump roast

This that gas-mask face, ashtray, gun smoke

Niggas with the mad face, smash face, snub nose

I ain't Snuffleupagus, but you could get snuffed, though

The gun go—

Talkin' all that shit, it's irrelevant

You niggas just peanuts to an elephant

I'm the wrong elephant to fuck with

You know I'm the type to pop the trunk quick, yeah

Pop the trunk, pop the trunk

All-red elephant, bitch, Donald Trump

But I still act a donkey like ha, what's up?

Run up on this elephant and I'ma pop the trunk

Ooh, ooh, tell a opp it's up too

Run his fuckin' mouth, I knock him out his running shoes

Eat a woman out and kick her out my lunchroom

Ooh, she got junk in the trunk, that's my junk food

Walk like an elephant, talk like a president

Sharp like my etiquette, a sword, or machete shit

I walk like a veteran, walk for my brethren

They soar like a pelican, they soft, I seen aliens

I'm sure, may need evidence, I cough, I need medicine

Go hard like a Mexican, they soft like some gelatin, they delicate

Peanuts to an elephant, make peanut butter jelly then

Stalkin' like a predator, piranha on a jellyfish

On your belly, bitch

Face down, ass up, I need leverage

Numbers don't lie 'less it's 'bout her measurements

You used to be a skeleton, now she an elephant

Talkin' all that shit, it's irrelevant

You niggas just peanuts to an elephant

I'm the wrong elephant to fuck with

You know I'm the type to pop the trunk quick

Pop the trunk, pop the trunk

All-red elephant, bitch, Donald Trump

But I still act a donkey like ha, what's up?

Run up on this elephant and I'ma pop the trunk

Pop the trunk

Run up on this elephant and I'ma pop the trunk

Pop the trunk

All-red elephant, bitch, Donald Trump

Pop the trunk

All-red elephant, bitch, Donald Trump

But I still act a donkey like ha, what's up?

But I still act a donkey, bitch, ha, what's up?

Pop the trunk, pop the trunk

I'm a red elephant like Donald Trump

But I still act a donkey, bitch, ha, what's up?

Bitch, ha, what's up? Bitch, ha, it's up, yeah

Bitch, ha, it's up

Tell a opp it's up, get the opp hit up

Get the opp lit up

Give the opp shit up, you a opp? Shut up

Huh

Uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh

Huh, huh, huh

What up, though? All my niggas cutthroat

Cut your fuckin' head off, he lookin' like he fumbled

Rari lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Kameron Carter)

(Wheezy outta here)

Zoomin', yeah

Zoom, zoom, zoom (Through LA)

Zoom, zoom, zoom

Zoomin', yeah

I said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA (Through LA, zoomin' in my 'Rari)

Said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA, Lamborghinis on the- (Zoomin')

Zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA (Through LA, zoomin' in my 'Rari)

Said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA, Lamborghinis on the- (Zoomin' in my)

Zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA (Through LA, zoomin' in my 'Rari)

Said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA, Lamborghinis on the way (On the way)

On the way (On the way)

Yeah, while I'm zoomin', I just got some things to say (Got some things to say)

Some things to say

I'm goin' back to Cali, nigga

Shirt off, guns showin' like O'Malley, nigga

Ask the semi, niggas call me Semi Fallon, nigga

From me to Nipsey, I love Kross like I love Kameron, nigga

We family, nigga, Weezy F. for fine and dandy, nigga, been ballin'

Before Kobe went to prom with Brandy, nigga

Smokin' cotton candy, nigga, gold inside a Lammy, nigga

Sosa, not Sammy, nigga, more without Mandy, nigga, stop

California license plate tatted on her booty

Always workin' on my craft, macaroni Tunechi

I fuck your boo for some Nobu, alcohol and sushi

She ask for the number and I told her, "Deuces"

I said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA (Through LA, zoomin' in my 'Rari)

Said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA, Lamborghinis on the-

Zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA (Through LA, zoomin' in my 'Rari)

Said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA, Lamborghinis on the-

Zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA (Through LA, zoomin' in my 'Rari)

Said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA, Lamborghinis on the way (On the way)

On the way (On the way)

Yeah, while I'm zoomin', I just got some things to say

Some things to say

Ayy, ayy, crib in Calabasas

Heard I live close by Iggy, I could send her some azaleas

Smoke fatties full of Cali with a baddie out the Valley

I fuck that lil' ho raw, she tell me I got that raw talent, okay

All eyes on me like I'm the new Makaveli

All my friends dead, rest in peace Matthew Perry

My lil' bae from Bel-Air, my lil' brodie, he from Bompton

Smokin' Gary Payton, on that glove like I'm Cochran

Hoes ain't hid in hills, they was hidden 'til I found them

Got a house on top the hill, I turn that bitch to Magic Mountain

New Alfa Romeo, ride down Rodeo

Top down all day, ho, like, "Hey, ho"

And I'm zoomin' and I'm boomin' like I got a sense of urgency

It ain't trick or nothing, it just ain't the crossroads courtesy

I show up to every game, ain't injured, nothing hurting me

(Zoomin')

I said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA (Through LA, zoomin' in my 'Rari)

Said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA, Lamborghinis on the-

Zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA (Through LA, zoomin' in my 'Rari)

Said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA, Lamborghinis on the-

Zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA (Through LA, zoomin' in my 'Rari)

Said I'm zoomin' in my 'Rari through LA, Lamborghinis on the way (On the way)

On the way (On the way)

Yeah, while I'm zoomin', I just got some things to say

Some things to say

Maria lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Andrea Bocelli & Wyclef Jean)

Listen

Ave Maria, I hold on to my rosary

We come and go like we leaves

As it was written, shall it be done

I was born in the Croix-des-Bouquets slums

Light a candle, it's my birthday

No velvet, just a dirt cake

Cemetery was my play pen

Come meet my imaginary friends

My daddy, he Haitian like Basquiat father

So every time I write, I'm painting a picture

Some family took a boat to get to Brooklyn

But they never made it, I cried me a ocean

I went from boys to men overnight

So hard to say goodbye on a flight

Two twins look like God pillars

First time seen the skyscraper

Tall woman with a big torch

Welcome to Liberty, New York

God city with the devil's alley

Keep the crucifixion 'cause the demon on me

Headed to the projects where we made it

We don't gotta walk to the well

Got a faucet, a toilet, a bed, and a sheet

Crowd around a oven just for the heat

Though life could be bittersweet

I'm Kool G with the symphony

Best friend standing next to me

Soul shift, watch him quantum leap

Mikhael with the angels

Deep sleep like he Michael

Never knew he was mental 'til the Joker put one in de Niro, yeah

Things change, stay the same

Stand still as the Earth spins

Cold world, codeine

Prom queen, prom fiend

She leans, party girl

Wake up in the underworld

In the City of Angels

Demons, lovers

Killers, sinners

Tell me who you are

Uh, uh

Uh, Ave Maria, hold on to my rosary

I'm keeping it close to me, working my sorcery

I need love like Courtney, most importantly

Santa Maria, got blood on my rosary

But that's how it's supposed to be, birth of a culture

I walk out of the delivery room with blood all over me

I love you, Miss Cita, like Mother Theresa

And every time I pray, I never forget her

My daddy a heathen, he beat on my mama

So every time I see her face, I kiss it

They love you this evening, they hate you mañana

Can't nothin' come between me and money but commas

I don't need the drama, you don't need the violence

Highway to heaven, I'm calling the driver

I went from boys to men overnight

Now ask all these boys who the prototype

I light up some wedding cake, smoke a slice

Got all this wedding cake with no wife

Light a candle, it's my birthday

No party, it's a workday

Gotta work harder, that's the cliché

And there's no tomorrow, said that yesterday

And though life can be bittersweet

No company for the misery

I just light me an L'y and cut on Bocelli

Like take me straight to Sicily

Feeling free like a bird, no words, Kenny G

Never knew I was mental 'til I shot myself unaccidentally

But things change, stay the same

Stand still as the Earth spins

Cold world, ice cream

Prom queen, prom fiend

She leans, party girl

Wake up in the underworld

In the City of Angels

Demons, lovers

Beginners, finishers

Tell me who you are

Bein Myself lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Mannie Fresh)

I'm just bein', bein' my, myself

I'm just bein', bein' me, me, me, me

Nobody but me

I'm just bein', bein' my, myself (Moi)

Don't try to make me somebody else (Yeah, yeah)

I'm just bein' myself (Yeah, yeah)

Uh, I'm just bein' my own self

Dwayne Carter, I was in that water before Phelps

Saw my father whip the cocaine 'til he saw welts

Saw so many motherfuckin' C-notes, I'm tone-deaf

Saw my grandmother drink herself to her own death

Lost both of her feet, but never lost one step

Take a long break 'cause grandmother gone, yes

Pop a rollin' stone and he still ain't come home yet

I dealt with some shit, I ain't spray the cologne yet

I stand on business in some Nikes that niggas won't check

I blew up before y'all niggas was bomb threats

Get off my lawn because your lawn chair ain't a throne yet

So comfortable in my own skin, you snake skin

Rather be my motherfuckin' self than your fake twin

Amen, I be everything they ain't been

And I'ma be frank for my Franklins, amen

Again, I be everything they ain't been

And I'ma be frank for my Franklins, thanks, man

It could be AI, it still ain't him

And if it ain't my YM, we ain't them

Be yourself, nigga, no one else, nigga

I need myself, nigga, I don't need no one to help, nigga

Be the best, nigga

And if ain't bein' myself, I'm possessed, nigga

Weezy F., Mannie F., that's for fresh niggas

I'm just bein' myself, just bein' myself

I roll with myself, make peace with myself

I give all of myself, not piece of myself

No starvin' myself, I eat you myself

Do a song by myself and feature myself

DJ, play nothin' but me

(Me, and I can't be nothin', just me)

(Just me, and you can't do nothin', trust me)

(Don't try to make me somebody else)

(I got to be myself, myself, self, yeah)

Ahem, uh, I'm just bein' myself

I'm feelin' myself just to see what I felt

She touchin' herself, she relievin' herself

So I'm excusin' myself, let her be with herself

So full of myself, I OD off myself

I don't talk to myself 'cause I speak to myself

Like self, keep to yourself, I fuck her, then I sleep with myself

Make peace with myself 'cause she just want a piece of my wealth

Increasin' my wealth, I'm pleasin' myself

Fall in love with myself and never cheat on myself

I treated myself, never beat up myself

I got a whole gang of B's, but I be to myself

I'm me to myself, and me, I'd love to meet him myself

I'm big daddy, lil' daddy, don't make me get my belt

'Fore they drive me crazy, I'll put the key in myself

Before I let you piss me off, I'll pee on myself

I'm no better than he, a heathen myself

The truth is hard to swallow, but she drink the semen and belch

And that pussy, I'ma eat for my health, she screamin' out, "Help"

She feel that head from her feet to her scalp

Clean up myself, flyer than the wings on a stealth

At the T-O-P of the shelf, read it yourself

Even on Halloween, I'm myself

And when all the smoke clear, all I see is myself

I can't see no one else, can't be no one else

I'm just bein' myself, just bein' myself

I roll with myself, make peace with myself

I give all of myself, not piece of myself

No starvin' myself, I eat you myself

Do a song by myself and feature myself

DJ, play nothin' but me

(Me, and I can't be nothin', just me)

(Just me, and you can't do nothin', trust me)

(Don't try to make me somebody else)

(I got to be myself, myself, self, yeah)

My, myself

I'm just bein', bein' me, me, me, me

Nobody but me

I'm just bein', bein' my, myself

Don't try to make me somebody else

I'm just bein' myself

Mula Komin In lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. Lil Novi)

(Awake)

Hold up, like (Keyboard)

Why you stealin' me and my twin's swag? You're goin' broke, boys

Hell nah, I can't go that way, no

I'm just laughin' to the bank, yeah, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah, yeah

I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

The mula, the mula

I know some niggas shoot at your medulla

Rick Owens shirt, I'm flyer

Rick Owens kicks, I'm fire

Expensive weed, I'm higher than you

I'm tired of you

Yeah, I hit send, then I'm tired of you

She knows what I'm doin', don't gotta prove my pockets blue

But my brother cup is red too (Red)

All-black Hellcat, but the inside red like Deadpool (All red)

Yeah, all-black, bitch upgraded, not tryna say it 'cause we gon' shoot you

First, call up them young niggas that do the worst, yeah

I think my twin just popped a Perc', hold up, yeah

I just paid a thousand for this coat, hell yeah

I'm sippin' Shardai, the benefits of bein' with a player

Rockin' all black every day like a raven

Fuck that lil' bankroll you got in your pockets, my fit cost more, yeah

Fuck that lil' bitch, baby girl, I'll pull up in a Porsche (Skrrt)

I accidentally pulled your bitch 'cause I broke the score, yeah

I'm just gettin' to this money like it's a chore, huh, yeah

I'm just gettin' to the money like it's a chore, lil' Mula

Hold up, like

Why you stealin' me and my twin's swag? You're goin' broke, boys

Hell nah, I can't go that way, no

I'm just laughin' to the bank, yeah, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah, yeah

I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

The mula

I know some niggas shoot at your medulla

I know some niggas that crack your chalupa

I know some bitches that hack your computer

Bodies, we catch 'em like Puka Nacua

I'ma take off in the coupe like a puma

Smoke you like a Cuban, but no Gooding Jr

Popped me some Percs, they the size of your pupil

I'm not a hooper, bitch, I'm just a shooter

That's lil' Mula, that's my son, he my youngest

I told that nigga, "Get money," he done it

He take after me, I'm the big apple tree

And you know the apple don't fall too far from it

He only fourteen, but that's nothin' but numbers

He fuckin' your daughter, I'm fuckin' your woman

We get to the bread like a bun in the oven

Take shots at your head, three, two, one, let them bust it

Balls hog in this ho

My bitch a dog, I'm on go

I turned up on these niggas and then I lost the remote

Can't fuck her raw if she broke

Can't fuck her raw if she broke

This presidential Rolex should encourage y'all to go vote

Meatball, fettuccini

Speed off, Lamborghini

Superstars, bright as Venus

Red flag, pledge allegiance

They bite the swag like they fingers

I'm a dirtbag, still, I'm the cleanest

Only God could judge me, no subpoenas

Been Mula Baby since a fetus

Hold up, like

Why you stealin' me and my twin's swag? You're goin' broke, boys (Free, free)

Hell nah (Free, free, free), I can't go that way, no (Free, free)

I'm just laughin' to the bank, yeah, yeah (It's just me)

The mula comin' in, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

The mula comin' in, yeah

The mula, the mula

Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (The mula comin' in, yeah, yeah)

Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah)

(The mula comin' in, yeah, I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah)

Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (I'm bringin' the bag in, yeah)

Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (The mula comin' in, yeah)

Mula Baby, big Mula Baby (The mula comin' in, yeah)

Mula Baby (The mula, the mula)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Young mula, baby

Alone In The Studio With My Gun lyrics - Lil Wayne (feat. mgk & Kodak Black)

[Mgk:]

One

I'm alone in the studio with my

(Ooh, so wavy)

[Lil Wayne:]

Yeah, I'm alone in the studio with my blick

I was shootin' for the stars, damn, I'm hit

Pharmaceuticals in the mornin', I'm not sick

I'm in the booth behind my boys, I'm locked in (Pew-pew)

I'm alone in the studio with my weaponry

I got guns all over me, they so affectionate

Told Machine Gun I'ma need one with a melody

He sent the shit, I killed the shit and sent him back a skeleton

This a body in the tune, bitch, I'm an elephant

Never been heavenly until the sky fell on me

I got more guns on the walls than guitars

Got more beats in my head than my heart

Smokin' hay in the middle of the barn

All gold bullets, give 'em out like awards

Big daddy automatic with the beam

Nina talk too much, she gon' need an extra magazine

Private session, me and Smith & Wesson

In the soundproof booth, they need bulletproof vests, bah-bah-bah-bah-bah

Yeah, I'm alone in the stu' with my blatt, yeah

.223, .45, do the math

I'm alone at the top of this rap

Blap, askin' where his heart at in his lap, no bap

[Mgk:]

I'm alone in the studio with my gun

I'm alone in the studio with my gun

I'm alone, I ran away everyone

Ask me where my heart is, I have none

I'm alone in the studio with my gun

We have smoke, then I put it in my lungs, yeah

I'm alone, I can't fuck with no one

I'm alone in the studio with my gun

[Kodak Black:]

Sniper Gang Kodak, Shotgun Kelly, ho

Weezy F. Baby, the F whatever you want it to fuckin' stand for

Leave it up to me to turn the studio to a bando

Pluckin' on her G string, playin' with that pussy like a banjo

In the booth, took too much boof, I'm probably finna start hallucinatin'

Pressin' record, runnin' back and forth 'cause there ain't no engineer today

I'm not the zaza type of guy, but I get high off Tunechi, bae

Hey, Reginae, I'm gettin' Lucci back, I ain't stupid, what? I'm crazy

Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it, gotta have my fire for each occasion

Like my drums with light Cajun, they don't like me 'cause I'm Haitian

Ran up a check, ran out of patience, it's just me, my fire now

I don't even love my grandma lately, yeah, about my funds, I'm raisin' hell

[Mgk:]

I'm alone in the studio with my gun

I'm alone in the studio with my gun

I'm alone, I ran away everyone

Ask me where my heart is, I have none

I'm alone in the studio with my gun

We have smoke, then I put it in my lungs, yeah

I'm alone, I can't fuck with no one

I'm alone in the studio with my gun

Written History lyrics - Lil Wayne

And I'm better now than I was when you saw that twenty-two-year-old undeveloped kid runnin' from Sonny Liston

I'm experienced now, professional, jaw's been broke, been lost

Knocked down a couple times, bad

Been choppin' trees, I done somethin' new for this fight

I done wrastled with an alligator, that's right

I have wrastled with an alligator, I done tussled with a whale

I done handcuffed lightnin', throwed thunder in jail, that's bad

Bad dude, bad, fast, fast

I know you got him picked, but the man's in trouble

I'ma show you how great I am

Ahem, you are now rockin' with the greatest, nigga

I'm the best, pound for pound, better weigh these niggas

They bite my style like some crocodiles and gators, nigga

Huh, you are now locked in with the greatest, nigga

I treat the booth like a boxing ring in Vegas, nigga

I speak the truth, my philosophy is greater, nigga

Don't eat the fruit without acknowledging the labor, nigga

Weezy Baby, nigga, rockin' since the cradle, nigga

Homey box office, HBO, cable, nigga

I'm unstable, nigga, at the dinner table, nigga

All I eat is rappers, I might have to Flavor Flav a nigga

That bitch ate a nigga, meat and potatoes, nigga

If she want some head, I'ma decapitate a nigga

Evaporate a nigga, eradicate a nigga

Slap you in your face like I'm playin' patty-cake, my nigga

Eat the cake, never beat a woman for Ms. Cita's sake

I beat the case, beat some pussy up and then delete, erase

Headshots from a hundred feet away, but your feet okay

Put you six feet away

I ain't gotta say this all the time, nigga

They know I'm the greatest of all time, nigga, yeah

So fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga, uh

So fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga, uh

If you love that nigga, better blame that nigga, uh

I'm up there, nigga, where you ain't at, nigga, yeah

Fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga, girl

Don't fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga

She say, "Wayne that nigga"

Man's in trouble, I'ma show you how great I am

Yeah, oh

I ain't gotta say this every time, though

I'ma make a statement every time, though, ovation and the encore

I be lookin' in my kids' faces, where the time go?

They know I'm amazin' and they moms know

You know I'ma slay it every time, though

You know I ain't playin', nigga, I'm coach

You know that I'm fly, but never fly coach

You know I ain't payin' for your time, ho

This is not a bakery, don't ask me for no cake and shut your pie hole

Every day, I'm wakin' up with odd hoes, wakin' up in grind mode

Standin' on business like a base, Barry Bonds toes

You know that I'm safe wherever I go

You know I'm an ape in every Congo

You know I'm a freight train to a rhino

Bust a nigga grape like I'm a wine-o

Barrel make the Draco look like Gonzo

I ain't gotta say this to remind folks

They know I'm the greatest, even God know

I ain't gotta say this all the time, nigga

They know I'm the greatest of all time, nigga (Nigga), yeah

So fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga (Fuck that nigga), uh

So fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga (Fuck that nigga), uh

If you love that nigga, better blame that nigga (Yeah, yeah), uh

I'm up there, nigga, where you ain't at, nigga (Yeah, yeah), yeah

So fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga, girl

Don't fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga

She say, "Wayne that nigga"

Yeah, I ain't gotta say this all the time, nigga

They know I'm the greatest of all time, nigga

I'm like what MJ is to LeBron, nigga

Brady in his prime, nigga

I'm like Tom Brady at forty-five, nigga

I ain't even debatin' on retirin', nigga

You could get the shady .45, nigga

Born in the '80s, that's the greatest of all times, nigga

You know how us gators are, we grind, nigga

Great like Nick Saban, Roll Tide, nigga

I'm like Coach Prime, nigga

Come from poor times, nigga, now we pour Dom, nigga

Life is a beach, don't push me to the shoreline, nigga

Flow like cocaine, I give you some more lines

Niggas know they don't wan' see me like a sight for sore eyes, nigga

Your flow fine, nigga, mine's the best kind

Niggas know they ain't fuckin' with my bars like ex-cons, nigga

Yeah, it's flex time, nigga

Look in the mirror and say "Carter" six times, nigga

Big time, nigga, no tick-tock, just bombs, nigga

I ain't gotta say this all the time, nigga

They know I'm the greatest of all time, nigga, yeah

So fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga, uh (Yeah)

So fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga, uh (Yeah)

If you love that nigga, better blame that nigga, uh (Yeah)

I'm up there, nigga, where you ain't at, nigga, yeah

So fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga, girl

Don't fuck that nigga if I ain't that nigga

She say, "Wayne that nigga," the greatest

Banned From NO (Nicki Minaj Remix) lyrics - Lil Wayne & Nicki Minaj

[Lil Wayne:]

Carter VI

Ayo, the cocaine whiter, the rope chain brighter

The choke chain tighter, the close-range sniper

The dope game lifer, her throat game nicer

The propane lighter, money old like Biden

I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up

I'm blinged up, shirt off, bitch, I'm inked up, don't blink once

Sip pink punch, she drink nut, she eat dick, I bring lunch

Say she 'bout that action, I'ma fuck her 'til she scream, "Cut"

Woah now, one shot, knock his door down

Silencer on, no sound, catch him with his nose down and wipe it

This game is a bitch, you gotta pipe it 'fore you wife it

Nothin' gettin' between me and and the team, not even a hyphen

You got a dead man walkin', it's a madman talkin'

Leave his body in the garbage, left the trash man nauseous

Eatin' on these streets like a fat man starvin'

And the semi go brrt like I pressed fast-forward, motherfucker

[Nicki Minaj:]

Disclaimer, plenty paper, pla-play with somebody safer

Bl-bl-black mask on, Darth Vader, send the money now, k-kill 'em later

B-bitches know they can't outpace her, N-New York Nick, L.A. Laker

T-that's what you call a game changer, she don't like me, c-can you blame her?

Can you blame her? I am the main her, word to the baby in the manger

Swerve on these hoes, no indicator, cake for days, I don't need a baker

O-o-one Barbiana, Vogue Italiana, t-the best dressed just shut down Met Galiana

They won't go farther, hoes ain't got fathers, don't call me mother, you hoes ain't my daughters

Mm, e-every season, Anna Wintour, ten-four, G-Gag City for the win tour

We outside, smokin' indoor, bitch, is you deaf? I'm signin' at the in-store

Jamaica, Queens bitch, you reap what you sow, you better get a seamstress

When I dead 'em I don't double back, peace, bitch, say you pushin' P, okay, rest in p, bitch (Brr)

'Bout to cop you slides, all you do is flip-flop, if I send a pic of Shannon, you ain't that Sharpe

'Cause you still can't spell Prague and that's horrible, Weezy F. Baby, and the F is for phenomenal

Man, bitches already fadin' like a barber

They know I don't decline so they never face card her

French Vanilla Hazel Nut in my Starbucks

NFL, fire some niggas and then call us

Disclaimer, plenty paper, pla-play with some body safer

Bl-bl-black mask on, Darth Vader, send the money now, k-kill 'em later

B-bitches know they can't outpace her, N-New York Nick, L.A. Laker

T-that's what you call a game changer, she don't like me, c-can you blame her?

[Lil Wayne:]

Ayo, the cocaine whiter, the rope chain brighter

The choke chain tighter, the close-range sniper

I'm the dope game lifer, her throat game nicer

Propane lighter, money old like Biden

I walk around like King Tut, got it out the mud, I cleaned up

I'm blinged up, shirt off, bitch, I'm inked up, don't blink once

Sip pink punch, she drink nut, she eat dick, I bring lunch

Say she 'bout that action, I'ma fuck her 'til she scream, "Cut"

Fuck

Rrr, Carter VI, Carter VI

I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks

I been outchea turnin' crumbs to bricks, nigga

I turned my sons to rich niggas

I turned a one to six figures

My daughter turned away all them bitch niggas

Ferrari license plate, 666, nigga

Momma Don't Worry lyrics - Lil Wayne, Future & Lil Baby

Yeah-yeah, yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

Momma, don't worry, I got my pistol

I'm gettin' my dollars, you birthed a real nigga

Told my daddy, "Don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"

If it wasn't for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn't came true

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah-yeah

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah

Told Momma, "Don't worry, you know you raised a hard body"

Granny called the other day, said, "Don't scratch 'cause God got you"

I'ma chase this paper every day, I ain't doin' no stoppin'

Tryna stuff this cash in my jeans, I'm so four-pockets

All the times you gave a nigga your last, I can't forget that

Eviction notice on the door, we was hidin' from the rent man (Turned our lights out)

They ain't never lettin' nothin' slide, I was taught to get my lick back

Hit hard, move silent, I ain't got time for all that chit-chat

Even though I feel like you and them got mad love for my dad

No hard feelings, I ain't ever cry 'bout nothin' I ain't have

Growin' up inside of poverty, that shit'll have you mad (Mad)

Goin' to school without no new shoes, that shit'll turn you bad (Bad-bad)

Took security with my momma (Don't worry)

I know she got her pistol

'Fore I give a bitch anything (I swear)

I'ma take care of my sisters (My sisters)

We ain't ridin' no more bad shit

My lil' boy don't know 'bout private jets (PJs)

And my auntie 'nem, they straight now (Okay)

It ain't too much for 'em to worry about (I promise)

Momma, don't worry, I got my pistol

I'm gettin' my dollars, you birthed a real nigga

Told my daddy, "Don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"

If it wasn't for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn't came true

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

Told Momma, "Don't worry, I'll be just fine"

Angels watch over my shoulder like a umpire

I could get in the octagon with these punchlines

Like, nigga, I'm the captain and it's crunch time

Skipped the lunch line, gotta eat more than some time

I done time, so I think everyone one time

Colorblind to the sunshine, I rather moonshine

Told the team, "I don't care who shine as long as you shine"

Keep a California dumb blonde with a boob job

Rather give me a blowjob than get a new job

Too high, fuck the shit outta her then we woosah

Woo-ha, got you all in check like a Swoosh sign

Told my daddy, "I don't blame you, neither claim you

You was never in the picture, somebody framed you"

Mom's bought my first pistol, brought me to the range too

Since the day I could walk, I been on the same team

Momma, don't worry (Tunech'), I got my pistol (Lil' bitch)

I'm gettin' my dollars (Hell yeah), you birthed a real nigga (Mula, baby)

Told my daddy, "Don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"

If it wasn't for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn't came true (Mula, baby)

Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah

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