Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Performer
BigXthaPlug
Performer
Jay Jones
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Composer
Xavier Landum
Composer
Ronald Jones
Composer
Marco Rodriguez-Diaz
Composer
Benjamin Diehl
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Wayne
Recording Engineer
Jay Jones
Recording Engineer
Infamous
Producer
Ben Billions
Producer
Manny G
Recording Engineer
Jesse Morav
Vocal Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Ay
Said f- the Drac' and bought the G-Lock
He run up, bet he get popped
Yeah, I rap, but f- this hip-hop
I'm active, boy, don't get dropped
Nig- h-, they walk with flip-flops
Hate rats with cheese, they get chopped
From the slope straight to the tip-top
It's on me, b-, don't get popped (Mula)
Spent like 50 all in one swap (yeah)
Ran off, the plug got too hot (yeah, yeah)
We had h- and bowls in two spots (yeah)
Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped (yeah, uh-huh)
Diamonds shinin', smokin' moonrock (yeah)
Thug life, I feel like 2Pac (uh-huh)
In LA, we ride with two Glocks
Start rappin', feds got too hot
Uh, b-, b-, b-, make a nig- rich, rich, rich
I like the p- deep dish and when it go squish, squish, squish
Carter 6, 6, 6, demon time, tick, tick, tick
Barrel to your temple like a pimple, nig-, it go Z-Z-Z
Promethaz-, I don't even smoke gasoline
F- you, no vaseline, I like my h- tangerine
It turn so dope, I have fiends, I got that c-, no caffeine
I empty the whole magazine, everybody woke, I sell dreams
Got it out the mud, the can clean, I can't trust the love, I ain't green
I just cut 'em off like gangrene, it's the art of war, I'm paintin'
I'm a superstar, she faintin', no matter who you are, you ain't me
Walk it like a target on my feet, take a n- heart just for the beat
Said f- the Drac' and bought the G-Lock
He run up and he get popped
Yeah, I rap, but f- this hip-hop
I'm active, boy, don't get dropped
Nig- h-, they walk with flip-flops
Hate rats with cheese, they get chopped
From the slope straight to the tip-top
It's on me, b-, don't get popped
Spent like 50 all in one swap
Ran off, the plug got too hot
We had h- and bowls in two spots
Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped
Diamonds shinin', smokin' moonrock
Thug life, I feel like 2Pac
In LA, we ride with two Glocks
Start rappin', feds got too hot
Godzilla, nig-, chinchilla, nig-
Laughin' to the bank like Ben Franklin, Ben Stiller, nig-
In a villa, nig-, gettin' head like a pillow, nig-
B-es all over me and X like Twitter, nig-
Heavy hitter, nig-, send a nig-, devil and a nig-
We- smoke got me chokin' like Reggie Miller, nig-
She gon' ride a nig- like an 18 wheeler, nig-
She vanilla, nig-, on tequila, she Brazillian, nig-
I ain't never scared (never scared)
Keep a choppa on me like a helipad
These nig- Teddy Grahams, nig- teddy bears (teddy bears)
Ki- 'em with my bare hands like Freddy, man, tell 'em, man
Said f- the Drac' and bought the G-Lock
He run up and he get popped
Yeah, I rap, but f- this hip-hop
I'm active, boy, don't get dropped
Nig- h-, they walk with flip-flops
Hate rats with cheese, they get chopped
From the slope straight to the tip-top
It's on me, b-, don't get popped
Spent like 50 all in one swap
Ran off, the plug got too hot
We had h- and bowls in two spots
Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped
Diamonds shinin', smokin' moonrock
Thug life, I feel like 2Pac
In LA, I ride with two Glocks
Start rappin', feds got too hot (yeah, Mula)
Hallelujah, clip so long like Tchoupitoulas
Bad lil' - give amazin' brain, my mother raised an honor student
Tell a b- step like major pain, lowdown a nig- like Keenen Wayan
Slam on a nig- like Shaq in paint, I'ma shoot this b-, I ain't have to think
I'm like Nino in Tha Carter, nig-, too many pounds, what's the order, nig-?
Grew my wicks out like a Florida nig-, when the Drac' call, hope God with ya
On a state call with my dawg, nig-, got a light sentence, not a life sentence
Bro just came home, picked the pen up, then he taught me how to make a knife with it
Only seein' green with this night vision
Got a black truck full of white b-es and they like b-, that excite nig-
If they act up, we goodnight nig-, on sight nig-, well, alright, get it
Got some young boys, they don't do sh-, but just shoot sh- like Spike did it
You f-in' 'round with the right nig-, Jones
Said f- the Drac' and bought the G-Lock
He run up and he get popped
Yeah, I rap, but f- this hip-hop
I'm active, boy, don't get dropped
Nig- h-, they walk with flip-flops
Hate rats with cheese, they get chopped
From the slope straight to the tip-top
It's on me, b-, don't get popped
Spent like 50 all in one swap
Ran off, the plug got too hot
We had h- and bowls in two spots
Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped
Diamonds shinin', smokin' moonrock
Thug life, I feel like 2Pac
In LA, I ride with two Glocks
Start rappin', feds got too hot
Written by: Benjamin Diehl, Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr., Marco Rodriguez-Diaz, Ronald Jones, Xavier Landum