Released on September 13, 2019

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[Intro: Lil Wayne]

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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Uh, them hoes throwing pussy like hand grenades

Don’t let it blow up in your face slime

Had to buy my dick a barricade

And a motherfuckin' K9

We murk niggas in the day time when the birds chirpin' and the flowers bloomin'

Everybody got automatics like cockin' back is too time-consumin'

Bought my bitch her own business so she can stay the fuck out mine

But she know hoes, hoes ain’t nothin' but hoes, ain’t good for nothin' but a house fire

Got a .9 right by her panty line, she’ll blow you away like a dandelion

And before they cross me, they’ll nail me to it

And I'ma dance when it's hammer time

My insides fucked up, and it feels so good to be vandalized

And these bars is handlebars, 'cause when I spit, I handle mine

God made dirt and dirt don’t hurt, that’s a lie

Cause I come from that dirty-dirty, and I know pain like raps and rhymes, my nigga

Doing big things, big wings, dragonflies

If I don’t live to see tomorrow, all my kids got daddy's eyes


[Pre-Chorus: Lil Wayne]

I hustle, hustle like the rent was due yesterday

Muscle car got more muscles than a heavyweight

Take these bitches breath away, resuscitate

And the weed I smoke is strong as pepper spray, that strong

Pussy walls I interior decorate

All the police ever say is stay behind the yellow tape

Put in over time, that’s why I get paid the big check

Tote a .45 'cause they ain’t make the .46 yet


[Chorus: Lil Wayne]

Got all my niggas with me, that’s a no brainer

Fuck around and you can get shot up, like a low angle

Old ass money, I been ballin’ my nigga

And I been stop wearing Versace

'Cause I was wearing Versace when Pac was wearin' Versace


[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

Uh, real niggas say, "Woo woo"

And such and such kill such and such

The streets talkin', bullshit walks on crutches but it strut the strut

Niggas panic, button pressin', the end is coming, count your blessings

We livin' in the day and time, where the Ten Commandments are now suggestions

How depressin', how unpleasant, click-clack, pow intestines

Bad bitches in flower dresses with tight pussies, I found the crevice

High socks, and tie-dye shirts

My fashion statement is a run-on sentence

Pussy niggas still making me sick

Kill all them niggas, no more symptoms

[Verse 3: Flow with Lil Wayne]

I’m smokin' weed in my tool shack

I'm gettin' twisted like Allen wrenches

Bitch, come dance with the devil nigga like ballerinas in catechism

Got a AK with a shell-catcher

And I'll pistol whip ya 'til your head swell up

No Xanax, just coke and Henny

I had to kick that shit like 4/20

And I hit yo' ass with the SIG Sauer (Boom)

Had them put you back together like a jigsaw

And I'ma still bring that bacon home

I don't really give a fuck what the pigs thought

A pussy-ass rat, that's Tom and Jerry (Yeah)

I was gettin' fat off of commissary (Yeah)

And rest in peace to my nigga Soupy (Yeah)

I've been goin' in since Slime was buried (Suwoop)

And in jail, them snacks like bags of money

Just imagine what I had before a bag of cookies

A new deck of cards and a bag of coffee

Get you poked up dead in the shower, bloody

It's fucked up but it's safe to say

For the last seven months, I felt right at home (True)

And with the same pen that they stabbed you with

I'll wash that bitch off and go write a poem (Ugh)

Niggas sleepin' on me, had to shoot one time just to see who'd wake

I don't see your fate but I can see you fake

I gotta light my grass just to see you snakes

Bitch, life is a gamble

Pay up what you owe boy

No drive-bys like they did Ricky

I'm hoppin' out like Doe Boy

(Do-do-do-do-do)


[Pre-Chorus: Lil Wayne]

Hustle like the rent was due yesterday

Muscle car got more muscles than a heavyweight

On the edge, just one step away so step away

And the weed I smoke is strong as pepper spray, that strong

Pussy walls I interior decorate

All the police ever say is stay behind the yellow tape

Put it over time, that’s why I get paid that big check

Tote a .45 'cause they ain’t make a .46 yet


[Chorus: Lil Wayne]

Got all my niggas with me, that’s a no brainer, yeah

I got all my niggas with me, that’s a no brainer, yeah

Got all my niggas with me, that’s a no brainer, yeah

Blow your fuckin' brains out, that's a no brainer, hahaha