Lil Wayne - Lamar lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne - Lamar lyrics]
Uh, I spit that ROC, nothing but crack, bitch
Get my cleats 'cause I'm
Running this rap shit y'all know me
This ain't nothing but practice
I'm running the streets and I'm
Running this rap shit
I got bars, OD, I been running this rap shit
I run this bitch like I'm Lamar Jackson, uh
Takeover, the breaks over
Hit yo' brakes 'cause the race over
I'm the case closer
Bust yo' whole fucking face open
That's a makeover
Lean make every soda grape soda
Purple taste golden
Make me have my skaters skate
Over to your place soldier
You a play soldier, you a snakе
You a fake cobra
You ain't safe, have thе safe open
I need payola on yo' knees
Nigga where the keys? I'm like Beethoven
It's like bringing a knife to a gunfight
A pen to a test
I bring the night to his sunlight
And zen to her stress
I bring the gun to a fist fight
The dick to her breast
She want the cum on her tongue
Like it's mint to her breath
This is grown man BI, RIP BI
Nigga, you might be a CI, talkin' to the FBI
Big beast to the east-side
Now she's on my G5 fuck on her to some C5
Cut on Funeral and she die
Your reach ain't long enough
Yo' peeps ain't strong enough
Yo' beach ain't warm enough
You ain't been in the throne
'Cause the seat ain't warm enough
And nigga, I'm the only one
I got the crown on, I'm the
Goat and you the pony, son
Don't let me do it to him
Dunie 'cause I overdo it
The choppa was too big for me
Had to grow into it
His stylist split his wig for me
If I told her do it
We hit his crib and broke
Into it, if it's smoke, we blew it
We don't believe you, you need more people
Ain't shit sweet, boy, you need more Equal
You ain't runnin' shit boy feed your Ezekiel
All my niggas rich boy, clean no illegal
Don't let em gas you
Like Tunechi reading Thrasher
He won't thrash you 'cause I'll be
Glad to split your apple, i had to
Stab you
Chop you up in the bathroom so casual
Then drop you off in front
Of a chapel with candles
Detach you, body from soul
Anita Baker body and soul
Come out of my soul i made a way to the
Rockiest roads and highway patrol
Full speed ahead clean the bread
From the sloppiest joes
I got it in the hot and the cold
The mud in the rain i stomach the pain
Got more bloods than the blood in my veins
I'm huntin' the game
You guys ain't fuckin with Wayne
Ask your vibe 'cause she fuckin' Lil Wayne
Yeah
Nigga, y'all know me
This ain't nothin' but practice
OG, I been sonnin' these bastards
Double R, no key, got a button for that shit
And if y'all don't see
Then I'm comin' with graphics
Nigga, war no peace
And I'm comin' with caskets
Screamin' RIP to everyone in this rap shit
Nigga, y'all so sweet and
I'm nothing but nasty
And I'm runnin' this rap
Shit, nigga, Lamar Jackson, no Ceilings
This is No Ceilings 3
That's right, Lil Wayne
And be ready for I Am Not A Human Being 3
The album coming 2021 another one
Get my cleats 'cause I'm
Running this rap shit y'all know me
This ain't nothing but practice
I'm running the streets and I'm
Running this rap shit
I got bars, OD, I been running this rap shit
I run this bitch like I'm Lamar Jackson, uh
Takeover, the breaks over
Hit yo' brakes 'cause the race over
I'm the case closer
Bust yo' whole fucking face open
That's a makeover
Lean make every soda grape soda
Purple taste golden
Make me have my skaters skate
Over to your place soldier
You a play soldier, you a snakе
You a fake cobra
You ain't safe, have thе safe open
I need payola on yo' knees
Nigga where the keys? I'm like Beethoven
It's like bringing a knife to a gunfight
A pen to a test
I bring the night to his sunlight
And zen to her stress
I bring the gun to a fist fight
The dick to her breast
She want the cum on her tongue
Like it's mint to her breath
This is grown man BI, RIP BI
Nigga, you might be a CI, talkin' to the FBI
Big beast to the east-side
Now she's on my G5 fuck on her to some C5
Cut on Funeral and she die
Your reach ain't long enough
Yo' peeps ain't strong enough
Yo' beach ain't warm enough
You ain't been in the throne
'Cause the seat ain't warm enough
And nigga, I'm the only one
I got the crown on, I'm the
Goat and you the pony, son
Don't let me do it to him
Dunie 'cause I overdo it
The choppa was too big for me
Had to grow into it
His stylist split his wig for me
If I told her do it
We hit his crib and broke
Into it, if it's smoke, we blew it
We don't believe you, you need more people
Ain't shit sweet, boy, you need more Equal
You ain't runnin' shit boy feed your Ezekiel
All my niggas rich boy, clean no illegal
Don't let em gas you
Like Tunechi reading Thrasher
He won't thrash you 'cause I'll be
Glad to split your apple, i had to
Stab you
Chop you up in the bathroom so casual
Then drop you off in front
Of a chapel with candles
Detach you, body from soul
Anita Baker body and soul
Come out of my soul i made a way to the
Rockiest roads and highway patrol
Full speed ahead clean the bread
From the sloppiest joes
I got it in the hot and the cold
The mud in the rain i stomach the pain
Got more bloods than the blood in my veins
I'm huntin' the game
You guys ain't fuckin with Wayne
Ask your vibe 'cause she fuckin' Lil Wayne
Yeah
Nigga, y'all know me
This ain't nothin' but practice
OG, I been sonnin' these bastards
Double R, no key, got a button for that shit
And if y'all don't see
Then I'm comin' with graphics
Nigga, war no peace
And I'm comin' with caskets
Screamin' RIP to everyone in this rap shit
Nigga, y'all so sweet and
I'm nothing but nasty
And I'm runnin' this rap
Shit, nigga, Lamar Jackson, no Ceilings
This is No Ceilings 3
That's right, Lil Wayne
And be ready for I Am Not A Human Being 3
The album coming 2021 another one