Young Thug Featuring The Gunna & Gucci Mane – Floyd Mayweather Lyrics

(Intro – Young Thug)
Aye, aye
This real talk turn sh*t, swear to God
We just don’t call this s**t drink, you know I’m saying?
Aye, aye
Lil b**ch, you riding ni**as d**ks like a bi**h, dam
Lil b**ch, you riding ni**as d**ks like a bi**h

(Verse 1 – Young Thug)
I got, six brand new foreigns on my wrist
I got six Forgiatos on my fist
I got fifty foreign hoes on my d**k
I’mma nut in all em hoes, lets have some chicks, aye
Ni**a tried to hit a lick and missed
Tried to run then I caught him like a fish
I’mma catch his ass with the whole clip
I’mma beat they ass up like Ron Artest
Pu*** ni**a ran like a miss
I got your bi**h up under water tryna kiss, aye
Hammer gon s**t and take a piss, aye
We done f**ked her legs and f**ked her face, woah

(Verse 2 – Gucci Mane)
I’m selling purple rain, RIP to Prince
When I was behind the fence they treated me like a prince
So much jewelry on her pu**y getting tense
1017 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 bi**h
I’m from costa east Atlanta, yeah the 6
I make one brick turn to two, I know a trick
Don’t walk and limp my chopper is my walking stickerse 2 Gucci Mane
I’m selling purple rain, RIP to Prince
When I was behind the fence they treated me like a prince
So much jewelry on her pu**y getting tense
1017 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 bi**h
I’m from costa east Atlanta, yeah the 6
I make one brick turn to two, I know a trick
Don’t walk and limp my chopper is my walking stick

(Verse 3 – Young Thug)
I done got that pack boy then I dip, Europe
You gave 25,000 dollars on a trip
I just I just found out rats could use they lips
I got, I got, I got me a thirty round clip
I got one in the head, thirty one rounds on my hip
Aye, okay, Lil Dora said I would born with a steel
My lawyer say it’s guaranteed when he appeal
I got a bad bi**h wit me and yeah she strip

(Verse 4 – Gunna)
I’m in Vegas spending thousand with my chips
I can’t love these bi**hes, fell in love the rip
I was doin this s**t just for my peers
I would put inside my blood, my sweat, my tears
Do this s**t all on my own, don’t need no deal
Diamonds flawless round my neck, gave me a chill
Lately I’ve been flying on them Lear

(Verse 5 – Young Thug)
Flying cross the world, these bi**hes killing me
Flood her bank account with bands cause she feeling me
Ni**a 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 cuffing me
All my diamonds dancing like they Bruce Lee
Check out my smile I got some new teeth
Pop a molly now I’m in the f**king air
Cloud nine and I’m smoking like the f**king barrel

(Verse 6 – Gunna)
We at the club port, you ni**as never there
I wouldn’t even care, lil bi** that’s how it is
I do it for my fam, 20 racks on gifts
Bi**h we blowing gas, roll me up a spliff
Now what you think a young ni**a grinding for?
I sip it till I sleep, might overdose
She made it out the hood and left that dope bowl
Get them bricks from my momma, she got truck loads

(Verse 7 – Young Thug)
F**k you mean you get it from your man main ho? Yeah
Diamonds all on my chin, diamonds all on my fork
Piercing 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 bi**hes coming by the twos
I got a lot of bi**hes, Balmain buy a few

(Verse 8 – Gunna)
Big di-diamonds but we call em jewels
All these racks think I sell dog foods
I spend thousand on my f**king shoes
Pull up in this Ave, it cost the Christian Loubes
Ni**a watch your mouth, we ain’t f**king cool
Boy you sell the, that’s a f**kin’g fool
Take this s**t out and shoot