I’m on my Wayne shit, blunt lit, brain split,
I’m on my Wayne shit, blunt lit, brain split, Tatted thoughts, dirty mind — yeah, that insane drip. Money talk, I don’t say shit, just lane switch, She ride me like a skateboard — call that a Wayne flip. No ceilin’s when I go off the dome, Used to play broke, now I buy what I want. She textin’ “you wrong” while she takin’ it slow, I’m laughin’ like Tunechi, “don’t trip, lil ho.” Codeine dreams, but I’m wide awake, I’m that 5’10 flame with the 808 shake. Lil Weezy in my veins, I don’t fake this drip — Got her screamin’ “Young Mula” every time I hit. [Verse 2] Yeah, 13 I was broke with a busted screen, Now I’m VIP with a cup of lean. I don’t sip it often, but the vibe so mean, She call me Mr. Carter when I slide on the scene. I spit like the old Wayne, Dedication 2, No shirt, gold chain, with a “what it do?” You stuck in your feels, I’m stuck in the booth, With a baddie in my lap tryna lie ’bout the truth. No ceilings, mixtape legend in the flesh, Every line like a tat — leave a mark on her chest. Yeah, I’m on my Martian — outta this planet, Flow so nasty, even Wayne wouldn’t ban it.
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I’m on my Wayne shit, blunt lit, brain split, Tatted thoughts, dirty mind — yeah, that insane drip. Money talk, I don’t say shit, just lane switch, She ride me like a skateboard — call that a Wayne flip. No ceilin’s when I go off the dome, Used to play broke, now I buy what I want. She textin’ “you wrong” while she takin’ it slow, I’m laughin’ like Tunechi, “don’t trip, lil ho.” Codeine dreams, but I’m wide awake, I’m that 5’10 flame with the 808 shake. Lil Weezy in my veins, I don’t fake this drip — Got her screamin’ “Young Mula” every time I hit. [Verse 2] Yeah, 13 I was broke with a busted screen, Now I’m VIP with a cup of lean. I don’t sip it often, but the vibe so mean, She call me Mr. Carter when I slide on the scene. I spit like the old Wayne, Dedication 2, No shirt, gold chain, with a “what it do?” You stuck in your feels, I’m stuck in the booth, With a baddie in my lap tryna lie ’bout the truth. No ceilings, mixtape legend in the flesh, Every line like a tat — leave a mark on her chest. Yeah, I’m on my Martian — outta this planet, Flow so nasty, even Wayne wouldn’t ban it.
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