Feel Like Wayne

[Intro]
Let's go
Y'all know that I go crazy every time, nigga (911, you paid, boy)
You know what the fuck goin' on

[Verse 1]
Yeah, niggas change, but I swear this glizzy stay the same
I got tattoos on my body and my face, I feel like Wayne (Weezy)
Yeah, pull up on that block and wet shit up, it look like rain (Fah)
Ayy, young nigga get you twenty K, you can get Johnny Dangs (Ice)
Uh, free Lil Tony and Paco, they need to free the gang
Ayy, I been on the trap blazin', bitch, I feel like Dang (Splash)
Yeah, "Block Hot", remember I dropped that, they went insane
Ayy, brodie put a button on the Glock, now it's a hurricane (Yeah)
Yeah, bitch, it's time to spin, nigga, ayy, come get in, nigga (What?)
Yeah, you ain't gang, nigga, huh, you can't get in, nigga
I stay strappеd up with my pistol, do a walkdown with a six (Shh)
Nigga did that shit and died, either way thеy was gon' get ya (Bruh)
Yeah, I don't know why these niggas doin' all that trollin' (Why?)
Yeah, I don't know how these street niggas steady foldin' (How?)
Yeah, dead opps, bro 'nem say them niggas still smokin'
We gon' separate your head from your neck, semicolon (Get in, nigga)

[Interlude]
Ayy, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up right quick (What the hell goin' on, gang?)
I know that ain't one of them niggas who is dissin' on bro, nigga, huh (I know that I ain't them)
Tss, okay, let's get right
Get up close (Say that)
Know what time it is, yeah (Six)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, vrrt
We gon' switch the whip, brrt
Bitch, you know that sound, you better duck before you get the smrrt
Ayy, bitch, you get smushed (Yeah)
Yeah, in the club a nigga bound to die if I get pushed (Crip)
Ayy, yeah, so don't push
YB' six to the edge
Bitch, I'm crazy and I'm paranoid, but, nigga, I ain't scared
I could've dropped them racks, but I wanted do the hit instead
I wanna hit somethin' in the head
I wanna knock somethin' to the ground, this be the last nigga that he stared (Yeah)
We make the opp hoes suck dick, they crackin' the fours and givin' us los (Yeah)
Yeah, spent ten racks on clothes I don't wear no more, nigga, that shit old (No cap)
Ayy, everything around my neck baguette, it look like I'm froze
Yeah, out in L.A., I'm with Rich swervin' in a Rolls (Yeah, swervin' in a Rolls, nigga)