Floyd Mayweather

Ayy, ayy

This real talk turn shit, swear to God

We just gon' call this shit drip, you know I'm sayin'?

Ayy, ayy

Little bitch, you ridin' niggas' dick like a bitch, damn

Little bitch, you ridin' niggas' dick like a bitch

I got, six brand new foreigns on my wrist

I got six Forgiatos on my fist

I got fifty foreign hoes on my dick

I'ma nut in all 'em hoes, let's have some chicks

Nigga tried to hit a lick and missed

Tried to run then I caught him like a fish

I'ma catch his ass with the whole clip

I'ma beat they ass up like Ron Artest

Pussy nigga ran like a Miss

I got your bitch up underwater tryna kiss

I'ma gon' and shit and take a piss

We done fucked her legs and fucked her face

Cash out on the whip I don't want no rent

VVS hit off that G Star V-neck (yeah-yeah)

Chop the top off that Stringray Corvette (yeah)

Two bitches with me, they on molly, they on X (yeah)

Took my foreign to the club, pulled in a vip

Took some ho to the hotel, made 'em strip

She sucked me loose I had to give

That bitch a tip (yeah-yeah)

Everybody smashed that ho

That bitch the rip (yeah-yeah)

I'm sellin' purple rain, RIP to Prince

When I was behind the fence they treated me like a prince

So much jewelry on, her pussy gettin' tense

1017's the ones you don't wanna diss

And you can never be like 'Wop you little snitch

You make me mad, I have a threesome with your bitch

I'm from Custer East Atlanta, yeah the 6

I make one brick turn to two, I know a trick

The walking lick, my chopper is my walkin' stick

Everybody got they passport ready to dip, Europe

UK 25,000 dollars on a trip

I just-I just found out racks can use they lips (yeah)

I got, I got, I got me a thirty round clip

I got one in the head, thirty one rounds on my hip (yeah)

Aye, okay, Lil Dora said I was born with a skill

My lawyer say it's guaranteed when he appeal (yeah)

I got a bad bitch wit' me and yeah she strip

Shake it, I tip

I sip, I dip (it's lit)

Grip, I drip

I killed, I

All I eat is lean no lie and pills (oh my God)

Put that, put that in my girl (straight up)

Makin' porno videos and takin' stills

Turn that, turn that to a film (drip)

Yeah anywhere we go (yeah)

I bring the snow

I fill your nose (straight up)

Ether, howdy my mamacita

Stay away Lucifer, she sexy in that all white beater (yeah)

Dynamite no whine up

Have you fly from India, have you fly from China

I won't feel you honestly, strap up for these nighters

Pew-pew-pew, pew-pew-pew

I'm in Vegas spendin' thousands on my chips

I can't love these bitches, fell in love the rip

I was doin' this shit just for my peers

I would put inside my blood, my sweat, my tears

Do this shit all on my own, don't need no deal

Diamonds flawless 'round my neck, gave me a chill

Lately I've been flyin' on them Lears

Flyin' cross the world, these bitches killin' me

Flood her bank account with bands cause she feelin' me

Nigga cash on delivery

If it's a snake on my clothes then it's double G

I don't like police hoes, ain't no cuffin' me

All my diamonds dancin' like they Bruce Lee

Check out my smile I got some new teeth

Pop a molly now I'm in the fuckin' air

Cloud nine and I'm smokin' like the fuckin' bear

We at the Clearport, you niggas never there

I wouldn’t even cap lil bitch this our year

I do it for my fam, 20 racks on gifts

Bitch we blowin' gas, roll me up a spliff

Now what you think a young nigga grindin' for?

I sip it till I sleep, I might overdose

She made it out the hood and left that dope bowl

Get them bricks from my momma, she got truck loads

Fuck you mean you get it from your mammy hoe? Yeah

Diamonds all on my chin, diamonds all on my folk

Piercin' in my nose, diamond in my nose

Giuseppe open toes, diamonds on my toes

I just got a family pack of Jimmy Choos, damn

I just bought a chopper and I'm ready to use it, damn

I got a lot of bitches comin' by the twos

I got a lot of bitches, bomin' by the few

Big di-diamonds but we call 'em jewels

All these racks think I sell dog foods

I spend thousand on my fuckin' shoes

Pull up in this Ave, it cost the Christian Loubes

Nigga watch your mouth, we ain't fuckin' cool

Boy you sell the molly, that's a fuckin' fool

Take this shit out and shoot