Floyd Mayweather Jaeychino

[Intro]
Uh, uh, oh yeah
Comin' through every hood, blowin' up every street
Slime, slime, oh yeah
Ah, damn

[Chorus]
We go through they shit, man, we not making no noise
Made ten bands in my all white dope boys
I stay with a K, bitch, they calling me Choppa Boy
Man, opp nigga striking, he ain't hitting like Floyd
He got hit with some shit, he need more than a diaper
Bitch, I'm calling up Shiest, he gon' bend in a striker
Man pass me the Drac', man, it's time to go hoop
Cuz good with the drums like he playin' for Duke

[Verse]
Man, I see what nigga, I see you
He fighting for his life, he in ICU
Just bust his little ass like I'm playin' The Crеw
I'm thuggin' for packs, got love for Lil Lee
Man, niggas be scared, thеy be thuggin' on PC
Man, bitch think I'm dumb, and a nigga not stupid
Man, I make art, this ain't free car music
My tape 'boutta drop, man, I'm leaving them clueless