Lil’ Wayne – Multiple Flows Lyrics (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

I’m dumb"
I said "For five thousand you broke"
Man, we go hang a p*ssy with a rope
That boy on Fentanyl and the soap
Bitch, I was high off the dope
Pull up a double R, and I coast
Let the opps pull up to the show
We gon’ put they ass in a glove
Rudolph, hit his ass in the nose
Man, I put that shit on gang
Damn, I got a plan (Yeah), multiple flows, I get multiple bands (Yeah)
Countin’ it like I got multiple hands (Yeah)
Got multiple hoes every time that I land (Yeah, yeah)
I walked in this bitch with only five bands (Woah)
Roll a dice, times that two, now I got ten (Woah)
Roll a dice, my niggas movin’ at ten (Woah)
My bitches either sell weed or they scam
Trust no man, not even the man in the mirror
My vibe in the mansion, she plant in the mirror
I f*ck her, get dressed, and go handle my business
This shit on my neck got my head on a swivel
I’m drownin’ my dream like my bed is a river
I wake up in beast mode, I ate her like skittles
I’m colorblind, and I fade to black it look similar to-
White, gold and platinum and grey and to silver
I bust down a bustdown, that’s self-motivation
I bust on her skin, now she exfoliatin’
I treat that nina like forever my lady
Got two extendos, that’s a thirty plus thirty
You ain’t from around here, we need verification
These rocks is so big like I’m wearing a glacier
These streets is so cold, nigga, hell a vacation
I’m street smart, lil’ woadie, that’s edumacation
And I had told young boy to watch out for old head
I told young boy that I knock off his old head
Told him I put his head right next to your head
I give my young boys the go ‘head, code red
I don’t sip nothin’ but yurple, no red
She gon’ hop on me, do circles, go ‘head
I’ma hop out the convertible, no head
I’m lookin’ mosaic, killin’ hoes, OJ
Huh, and I was so trippy, I looked in the mirror, I didn’t resemble me, nigga
We was so litty, I forgot to tip her, she say "You could Venmo me, nigga"
Niggas keep trippin’, I looked up at God and swear he said "send me a nigga"
I’m Weezy F Baby, and please say the F like John F. (All the money on me)
It’s Lil Uzi Vert
What? (Let’s go)
Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that? It’s Lil Uzi Vert
Damn, I got a plan, multiple flows, I get multiple bands
Countin’ it like I got multiple hands
Got multiple hoes every time that I land
I walked in this bitch with only five bands
Roll a dice, times that two, now I got ten
Roll a dice, my niggas movin’ at ten
My bitches either sell weed or they scam
Water my neck, my shit look like a dam
TEC-9 a beaver, that shit do not jam
I will not wear no Evisus again
Number Nine, it’s like Evisu times ten
We got them choppers that come with a vent
Electronic clip, it come with a sim
My Brooklyn bitch, she came with some Timbs
She tellin’ her friends, I came with some M’s
Workin’ your bitch out in my private gym (Damn)
Nigga, I’m workin’ her center
Bend her over ’cause I’m ’bout to enter (Bend her over)
Like I’m intercontinental (Continental)
Shot an opp on the uh, accidental
Hit his teeth, need to call up his dental
None of my shooters on camera
Like Lil Uzi is a Amish member
f*ck my enemies and my foes
I can tell these niggas all hoes
When I come around, say they my bro
When I leave, say they f*ck my ho
I spend five thousand for a coat
So you know I can’t catch a cold
You said "Five thousand? Woah, wow, okay
Lil Uzi Vert
Who? Kennedy, nigga
I was so litty, I looked in the mirror and started to envy me, nigga
We was so litty, I forgot to tip her but she know it’s M-O-B, nigga
I got a plan, I f*cked her lil’ homie, it got outta hand
Wait, I’m not a fan, she gave me her only, but I’m not a fan
Damn, I got a plan, multiple flows, I get multiple bands
Countin’ it like I got multiple hands
Got multiple hoes every time that I land (Land)
I walked in this bitch with only five bands (Yeah)
Roll a dice, times that two, now I got ten
Roll a dice, my niggas movin’ at ten
My bitches either sell weed or they scam (Ayy)
Water my neck, my shit look like a dam
TEC-9 a beaver, that shit do not jam
I will not wear no Evisus again (No)
Number Nine, it’s like Evisu times ten
We got them choppers that come with a vent
Electronic clip, it come with a sim
My Brooklyn bitch, she came with some Timbs (Yerr)
She tellin’ her friends, I came with some M’s
Lil’ bitch
Add it up, add it up
f*cked her lil’ homie, it got outta hand, hey
Hey, I’m not a fan
She give me her only, but I’m not a fan no
Wait
I got a plan, shout out to fam, shout out to fam
Yeah, I got a plan
Lil Tunechi, Lil Uzi, that’s a power plan