Lil Wayne – Loki’s Theme Lyrics

Loki’s Theme

Lil Wayne

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"Loki’s Theme." - Lil Wayne

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 01:21 pm

Album: Tha Carter VI

Track No: 11

B-walk
On this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalk
I don't know what the fuck he thought
I put one in his head like a deep—
What up, though? It's Tunechi
New Orleans ****, turn gumbo to sushi
Money real tall like Mutombo, you puny
You already know I'm a big dog, you Snoopy
Soldiers salute me, codeine pollute me, I'm droopy
Smoke it then bomb like you nuke me, it's spooky
Y'all **** fluky
Y'all **** always broke like a hoopty
Hold up, sound off, one, two
Snatch the crown off of you
I make house calls, I'ma come through
And kick the door down like kung fu
Hold up, pop a bottle, Dom Peri'
Like Colorado, I'm primary
Don't talk that shit, no commentary
Just shake that shh like a library
Flow so clean, got me tip-toein'
Dick so big, almost tripped over it
I came on her belly, that's star jelly
Bitch, bitch, give me brain like a smart aleck
Hold up, right, left, right, left, you're toothless
Break his nose, right hand full of mucus
Pussy ****, stop playin', start douchin'
Blood chillin' in the cut, no sutures
Uh, B-walk
One punch slept a ****, made him sleepwalk
She up and down on this dick like a see-saw
I'm steppin' 'round this bitch like the green Hulk, hold up
Rrr, watch your remarks
You know I check a **** like results
Your bitch try beat my meat, that's that meat assault
You know Blood gang so gang, they think we a cult, on Blood
On Blood, that's on Blood (On Blood, on Blood)
**** trippin' till 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 Mama 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 **** trippin' till 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 Mama 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 fuck he thought
I put one in his head like a deep thought
And if he walk, that's cheap talk
Breakin' back, boolin', that's how we talk
And the streets talk, gotta speak soft
You know **** get killed by default
Tune act a donkey like hee-haw
Him'll lay a **** down like pink salt
Smokin' that tree till 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 bitch, 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
Motherfucker, got it out the mud
Motherfucker, got it out the mud (On Blood)
Motherfucker, got it out the mud
Buzz and I got it out the—
Got it out the mud, mud
Motherfucker, got it out the mud
Motherfucker, got it out the mud

Writer(s): Lil Wayne, Ernesto Shaw, Manny Galvez & Julian Munro.

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