Текст песни Loki’s Theme - lil wayne

B-walk, on this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalk
I don't know what the f- he thought
I put one in his head like a deep

What up, though? It's Tunechi
New Orleans ni-, turn gumbo to sushi
Money real tall like Mutombo, you puny
You already know I'm a big dawg, you Snoopy

Soldiers salute me, codeine pollute me, I'm droopy
Smoke it then bomb like you nuke me, it's spooky
Y'all nig- fluky, y'all nig- always broke like a hoopty
Hol' up, sound off, one, two
Snatch the crown off up you
I make house calls, I'ma come through
And kick the door down like kung fu

Hol' up, pop a bottle, Dom Peri'
Like Colorado, I'm primary
Don't talk that sh-, no commentary
Just shake that shh like a library

Flow so clean, got me tiptoein'
D- so big, almost tripped over it
I came on her belly, that's star jelly
-ch-ch, give me brain like a smart aleck

Hol' up, right, left, right, left, you're toothless
Break his nose, right-hand full of mucus
Pu- ni-, stop playin', start douchin'
Blood chillin' in the cut, no sutures

Uh, B-walk, one punch slept a ni-, made him sleepwalk
She up and down on this d- like a see-saw
I'm steppin' 'round this b- like the green Hulk, hol' up
Rrr, watch your remarks, you know I check a ni- like results
Your b- try beat my meat, that's that meat assault
You know Blood gang so gang, they think we a cult, on Blood

On Blood (on Blood), that's on Blood (on Blood)
Ni- trippin' 'til he see his own blood (own blood)
I pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood (on blood)
No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (on blood)
That's on Blood (on Blood), bloodbath, you can get your own tub (suwoo)
I'm on my grizzly 'cause I got my own cubs (suwoo)
Big B's and I got my own buzz

That's on blood, that's on blood (on Blood)
This ni- trippin' 'til he see his own blood (own blood)
I pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood (on blood)
No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (on blood)
That's on Blood (on Blood), bloodbath, you can get your own tub (own tub)
I'm on my grizzly 'cause I got my own cubs (own cubs)
Big B's and I got my own buzz and I got it out the mud (got it out the)

B-walk, on this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalk
I don't know what the f- he thought
I put one in his head like a deep thought
And if he walk, that's cheap talk
Bickin' back, boolin', that's how we talk
And the streets talk, gotta speak soft
You know ni- get killed by default

Tune act a donkey like hee-haw
Him'll lay a ni- down like pink salt
Smokin' that tree 'til the tree fall
And I stay armed like sleeves off
Red, red like spaghetti and meatballs
Cold, cold-blooded, I got the deep frost
Hop, hop on the D and she rejoice
I'm a Blood, little b-, I'm a B-boy

No Diddy, on Blood, Tunechi

Pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood
No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood
Big B's and I got my own buzz and I got it out the
Got it out the mud, mud
Motherf-, got it out the mud
Motherf-, got it out the mud (on Blood)

Motherf-, got it out the mud
Buzz and I got it out the
Got it out the mud, mud
Motherf-, got it out the mud
Motherf-, got it out the mud