My Name Is

[Chorus]

My name is, my name is

My name is Weezy Baby, and I'm high—

Like maintenance, I'm smokin'

I'm drinkin', leanin' daily, like—

Hi! My name is—you know what my name is

Bitch, I'm famous, like Tom Brady

And hi—your name is? Not important

Who cares? Not Weezy Baby, ugh

[Verse 1]

Wake up, I see "bad bitch, bad bitch, bad bitch"

Ugh, makeup on my pillows make me mad, bitch

Without no makeup, I see that bitch as just average

Ugh, Uber, Uber, Uber, Uber, Taxi

Looking at my Rollie, I got boogers on my Rollie

'Bout to hook up with my whoadie

Got the hook-up on that codeine

Got the sugar for your nose ring

Got the blooka, I'm reloading

And according to my darling, this dick feels so damn rewarding

I'm reporting out of shorty, she so naughty, me so horny

Kilo on me like I'm Tony, break it down to Rice-A-Roni

Take her out, look like she lonely

I'm gon' candlelight the moment

I'ma vandalize the pussy

She told him "My phone was roaming," ugh

She be moaning 'til the morning, I be goin' in

I be on it, I be in it, I'm like Foreman on the grill

And I got doormen at the entrance

They got pistols in they trenches

They got rituals, religion

And I'm like, "Bitch, you know I'm sipping 'til I die"

[Chorus]

My name is Lil Wayne, bitch

Weezy F. Baby, ha

Her name went from whatever-it-was

To "Lil Wayne' bitch"—now, that's crazy

And I, I camed in, regained strength

Re-banged it, rotation

Her guy? He's nameless, he ain't shit

Always on the same shit—poor baby

[Verse 2]

I pour up so much, they call me "Pour Baby"

Kush man, I need a sack like Charles Haley

Sipping to the Big Moe, I'm the Barre Baby

Sip got me moving slow, but my thoughts racing, err!

My long days give me short patience

My heart vacant, awards taken

What in tarnation? No information, no statements

Young Mula, old moolah, moolah all ages

Ha-Hallelujah, I'm the Hollygrove 2Pac

Roc-A-Fella, new rock, hundred K in a shoebox

AK and a new Glock go, "Wop-bap-ba-loo-bop"

Pray the vest you got save you like a coupon

Hustle 'til my dreadlock is grey as some Poupon

Every day is my birthday: I'm a newborn

Stay on my toes, ask a shoehorn

I ain't got no roof on, gettin' my No Ceilings 2 on

[Chorus]

And hi, I'm brainless, I'm stainless

Entertainment: His lady

And, um, if she ain't thick, then she ain't it

I can't fuck with a slim lady

I tried, but Superhead keep complaining

Bitch ancient, bitch shady, and she tired

Okay, then—I'm skatin'

Doing tricks—call me "'Trick Swayze"

[Verse 3]

Okay, In other news and other niggas' hoes

Your wife taste like Honey Nut Cheerios

I'm in the mirror, like "Ooh, baby"

Who needs a miracle when I got you, baby?

Pimpin' in my last life; I'm the shit, you ass-wipe

Beat the pussy, cat fight, my teeth look like a flashlight

Weed is like a airline, 'cause easily, I'm that high

Fistful of money: Mix some green in with your black eye

Greedy like a fat guy, I'll eat a nigga franchise

I beat him by a landslide, a leader like a rabbi

I'm leading by halftime; he bleeding, I'm a vampire

His body in the trunk with his feet all on my Alpines

We the niggas—that's right, we all that and fries

Y'all on standby, my broads got cat eyes

Traphouse landlines, boom like landmines

All my bitches allies with "Tune" on they backside

[Chorus]

So hi, my name is on her anus

On her cranium, bitch cravin'

And I'm fly, and I'm wavy, and her name is Bust-It-Baby

And hi, my name is in your mouth, it must be tasty—gone!