Lil Wayne - Inkredible Remix lyrics

[Thugga - Verse 1] I pop some Percocets Then I pop some Xanax Sitting back, strapped, co*ked Plotting on your man next Jack a n***a for his work And stretch it like some Spandex He hesitate, I spray and leave him Like a Tampex oops, I meant a Tampax b**h, I keep that anthrax I can get your man wacked, for a couple Tan packs Shoot off your Sedan lap n***a, I demand stacks I ain't playing, black b**h, I be spraying Macks All type of guns with accessories I'm like Cosby for the bills I need mills like Stephanie P-ssy n***as can't stand next to me I've got dope and ecstasy Keep em floating like both of the levees breached 80s baby but my soul from the 70s Worldwide game like a travelled the 7 seas n***as ain't OG, scary lil b**h, please Tune ate p-ssy in the can: Frisky [Raw Dizzy] I got 10 up on my pinky ring and 20 on my bracelet Now these n***as kissing a**, but they can't say sh** I'm just here to separate the real from the fake sh** I told you, I was coming n I'm sorry for the wait I gotta get this money Mane, it's right here in my face I got the Devil on my back I don't wanna be up in that place My mom tell me to be safe I just keep running in these streets I can't stop f-ckin with these hoes But I say I'm just doing me b**h, I'm a 9th Ward n***a Mason street, D&G That Flordia right by the D they need to free my n***a B I ain't the type of person to be running from no beef Those f-cking guns are gonna be bursting Somebody knocked off their feet So watch your f-cking mouth Before you end up on that floor and stop Acting like you're hard cause You know you've been a ho I told you out the gate I'm not the fake I gotta say it, please excuse Almost forgot I'm all Dizzy by the way [Flow] Money over b**hes, b**h I'm coming for the check Vampire living, b**h I'm coming for your neck Raw! I'm sharp, my swagger like an X I'm a motherf-cking monster I rap like I'm possessed Call me Mr. Still Smoking, smoke it in a paper The game is a b**h, hold her down and rape her Yes I am a Blood but I be wylin' with my skaters We probably smoking flavors bumping Tyler the Creator I'm a Eastside native, all my n***as Soo Woopin' They went crazy when they heard I had a song With Lil Tunechi, b**h! Get some ice and pour my Sprite And light my bong and my doobies F-ck your producer I'm the one that be producing my music I'm a hippie surrounded by a lot of pot Pot is in me Drop ya like an Autobot Sleeping on me like I'm rapping with a blanket k** a n***a have him thinking that he planking