Bloody Mary (feat. Lil Wayne)

I'ma be alright because Dizzy here wildin' (uh, 'kay) Okay, time to make my mark, I gave 'em a head start (yeah) Now I'm on my Nicki shit, I don't need no frauds (nah) Time to raise the bar, rappin' like I passed the bar (yeah) You would think I ride bikes, boy, the way I handle bars (yeah) Real niggas in charge (yeah), we back for what's ours (ours) Poppin' all these blues, I might turn into an Avatar They ain't wanna see me back, he's back Human crack in the flesh, sorry, I had to relapse (sorry) These niggas weak, whack, I twist 'em like weed wraps Still on my Nino Brown, still gettin' G money on G-packs (whoo) No Stunna Man, bustin' like Duh Duh Man, it's evident These hos love me, they say my dick is they medicine Cosby, spikin' gelatin, still pushin' and pedalin' Settlin' never, I'm like DiCaprio in The Revenant Still whippin' and stretchin' it, two pots, ambidextrous I'm a beast, a dawg, I see that money, I'm fetchin' it Your ho throwin' it at me, I'm catchin' it Don't check me, go check your bitch You don't wanna get me outta my element From a tenant in the tenements to ownin' my residence (one) Phone still clickin', I feel like the receptionist (whoo) Outta this world, yes, he is, extra-terrestrian (whoo) My life's a fuckin' movie, boy, don't get yourself edited (out) I'm like Steph at the free throw, that piece blow, I never miss Taught your girl how to whip the girl, now she a lesbian (yeah) You can level up, still won't be on my level then, it's level ten These niggas hot, I must be kettlin' They don't want the steam, but I know you want the tea That's your bitch? Why she only fuck with me? 'Cause I'm ballin', MSG (ballin') Roof missin' on this whip and I need two kitchens (two) Your bitch say I'm number two, yeah, too different (true) Weakest get bagged, start singin', yeah, loose lippin' (loose) Tell the DA I ain't never been no stool pigeon (never) Won't catch me in no club unless my tool get in (ever) Be smart, 'cause Bounce, he a fool wit' it It's on, say it's on, I'm 7-Eleven wit' it That's 24-7 wit' it, wherever, whatever wit' it, yeah (wherever) Your mama gon' need a church with a reverend in it Just pray it's a heaven in it, and hope that they let you in it, yeah Boy, I expose the truth in lies (yup) Cross me and get crucified, no shootin' five War's on, that bazooka rise, get neutralized Shoot five times five, watch you divide In a sheet like the sheik ridin' through Dubai (yup) Game back in a chokehold, the noose was tied (ay) Suicide, it's a suicide Tell 'em seek, and you'll find 'cause I'ma lose my mind Kick a nigga ass, then give him my shoes to shine It's do or die, I come from where we used to crime The Uzi 9 more important than school supplies, the pools is dry My niggas and the food is fried, the news is lies The pigeons is too spooked to fly, the rules denied All the toughest goons is mine, that's Tunechi's slimes They kill you and go do the time, we unified Young Money revolutionized the new design We had to leave the flukes behind and supersize The numbers through the roof and sky Don't look too surprised, look through the lines We make moves and stride, grooves and vibes I'm too alive, these hos need to be supervised They put on a cute disguise, you grooms is blind She get dick and an Uber ride, number two with fries, I'm pimpin' Now, who am I? I'm who and why I'm rude and kind, my cars are computerized I'm cruisin' by, smokin' blunts Ruben size You fools can try, these tools gettin' utilized, you euthanized Brrt, skrrt, shoot, then drive Now, who survived? We comin' back to rewind I'm usually high, sippin' on the Houston wine Feel humanized, I want my throne to recline Jackie red, Julie blonde, they Cuban fine I bruise they spine, I leave, and they snooze 'til nine Superglued to the grind, my crew my tribe These bitches try to divide, we too divine Got the drugs to provide the coolest highs The greenest green and the white with the bluest eyes The syrup and the juice collide, the two combine like suits and ties Magic, poof, goodbye Smoke good weed It's bloody Mary if you fuck with me Yeah, them boys back around Bitch, we ride, then fire, it's do or die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie Smoke good weed It's bloody Mary if you fuck with me Yeah, them boys back around Bitch, we ride, then fire, it's do or die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie Smoke good weed