Feel Like Wayne Video (MV)

Bitch, I feel like Wayne, ayy, gang Ayy, bitch, I feel like Wayne, bitch, 50 boys, gang
Bitch, 50 boys, gang, gang, gang, 50 boys, gang, gang, gang, on my mama, gang
Ayy, bitch, I feel like Wayne, started rappin', made em mad, they tryna throw salt on my name
The realest niggas in this shit, won't miss no shot, I got good aim
Nigga at me on the gram, he think this fifty shit a game, I gotta show him
Ayy, we don't tolerate no disrespect, play, I got to blow em
Ayy, nigga, broke, he stressin', bout a check, don't nobody know em
Ayy, never ask no nigga for shit, cause if you do, you gotta owe em
Ayy, nigga, play around with my check, no lil' heart gon' come through scoring
Put a G Flex on a G19, that bitch had got too boring
Man, I ain't drop shit in a minute, so I'm right back to recordin
Went on a drill, didn't score, boy, that's a poor performance
(That's a poor Performance)
Ayy, bitch, I feel like Wayne, started rappin', made em mad, they tryna throw salt on my name
The realest niggas in this shit, won't miss no shot, I got game
Ayy, diss, on gang that nigga lame, 5-5-6, gon' through his brain
F*ck the opps, them niggas broke, swear to God, I can't even maintain
You come around, you flexin' all that shit, you become a stain
These niggas broke, I'm in love with Mary Jane
Ayy, Mr. Hop on any beat, bitch, I feel just like I'm Wayne
Bitch, I feel just like I'm Wayne
Yeah, free my dogs up out the feds, swear to God, I miss my gang
Ayy, nigga, come around, his pockets hurtin', but he tryna hang
And I can't never leave my brother's it's family over everything
Ayy, nigga, at me on the gram, he think this 50 shit a game
I gotta show him, ayy, we don't tolerate no disrespect
Play, I gotta blow him, ayy, nigga, broke, he stressin' by the check
Don't nobody know him, and never ask a nigga for shit
Cause if you do, you gotta own him, bitch
(you gotta own him)
Gang, I stacked this bread, I stayed the same
Them niggas broke, they spreadin' 200 in dubs, that's pocket change
I feel like Wayne, started rappin', made em mad, they tryna throw salt on my name
The realest niggas in this shit, won't miss no shot, I got good aim
I ain't bever' been in no range, I had a show last week
Them 50 boys, we came and rocked the stage
Up in the trap, we catchin' plays, ayy, speak on gang
I send the blitz, lil' bitch, just stay up out my way
Ayy, free the guys up out that cage, they in that bitch, they countin' days
Gang
Stay up out my way