F k dat it is..
got T in dis b h wit me
yea
5th hit da weed
you got all dat s t
yea
I got Young Money up
And now I got my feet up
Tune in this b h
tell my niggas throw them B's up
Doing what the f k I want
Hate me all the f k you want
Real niggas f k with me and
I don't give a f k who don't
Lock the CEO up
And I'm the CEO
f k
Prison in February
I ain't in no rush
Drink 'til I throw up
n a roll more blunts
Ball so hard man I gotta go pro once
Hit 'em with the shotgun
Call that s t the stop button
Call me Doctor Carter
AKA Young Wild n a
AKA No Trial n a
AK click clack pow n a
F king with the kid
and you'll be missing like Bilal n a
Yeeeaaahhhh!
Swagger stupid
Pack a Uzi
hunnid clips n a
That's a movie
aim at your toupee
You sweet as Kool Aid
creme brulee
I'm sharp as Blueray
I f k her today
Then she gotta skate
Young Lupe
I hit the beat hard
Bobby Bouche
I keep them tools on me
Get the screwface
Flowers for the dead
Here's a bouquet
L.V.s n a
on every suitcase
Y.M. n a
it's a new day
We the champions
n a hoo ray
Yeah
hammer in the Louis duff
Take a n a b h
she gave me brains until I knew enough
Bullet come too fast to adjust
I dont give a f k about
my roof that much
So I put it in the trunk
and then the coupe sped up
Take the chopper out the
trunk and just shoot that up
I'm Weezy F and the F is for flame
Eat these rappers chef of the game
s t on the track
s t on the train
Murder the beat
the beat was slain
Rest in peace
that's a shame
He kill anybody song
Versatile as f k
I switch it up Like Dennis Rodman's dome
No homo
you rockin wrong
Rest in peace my Styrofoam
Now yall wanna know what I be on
Get the f k off my d k
my cock
my bone
Big Big money my pockets long
New Orleans I got my home
And they got my back
pause
No homo
no maricon
Smoking on that private grown
He put me where I belong
All about my cheese
cheddar
mozzarella
provolone
F k her for an hour long
Let her take a shower
gone
Sorry baby but I'm in the
I don't wanna be bothered zone
Yeeeeaaaaahh
You're a groupie
get on your duty
Two women give me head
Call that two faced
b h I'm too great
Take your food tray
I was born on doomsday
Aint
Aint no n a like me
What's up to my gang
Big B's like a Breitling
Take a n a b h
she ride my d k like she cycling
Then she can't
walk
run
or jump
like white men
F k you niggas wanna do
No Ceilings, let the bullets rain on you
Weezy F
the F is for
f k what you’re goin' through
Make your people mourn you
Hehe ok let's do it
