Corrección Letra Drip Intro (Floyd Mayweather OG) par Gunna

Featuring(s) : Floyd Mayweather OG

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Letra

Ayy, ayy
This real talk type sh*t, I swear to God
We just gon' call this sh*t "Drip," you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy

Ayy, little b*t*h (Goose)
You ridin' n***as' d**k like a b*t*h (Billboard Hitmakers)
Damn, little b*t*h
You ridin' n***as' d**k like a b*t*h (Wheezy beats)
I got six brand new foreigns on my wrist, ah
I got six Forgiatos on my fist, ayy
I got fifty foreign hoes on my d**k, ayy, uh
I'ma nut in all them hoes, let's have some chicks, ayy
n***a tried to hit a lick and missed (Blatt)
Tried to run, then I caught him like a fish (Caught his ass), ayy
I'ma catch his ass with the whole clip (Blatt, blatt)
I'ma beat they ass up like Ron Artest (What?), ayy
pu**y n***a ran like a Miss (Hah)
I got your b*t*h up underwater tryna kiss (Mwah, mwah), ayy
I'ma gon' and sh*t and take a p*ss (Mwah, mwah), ayy
We done f**ked her legs and f**ked her face (Woo, woo), ayy

Cash out on that whip, I don't want no rent (I don't want no rent)
VVSs hit off that G Star V-neck (Star V-neck)
Chop, chop the top off that Stingray Corvette (Stingray Corvette, skrrt)
Two b*t*hes with me, they on Molly, they on X (They on X)
Took my foreign to the club, pulled in the VIP (Pulled in the VIP)
Took some hoes to the hotel and made 'em strip (And made 'em strip)
She sucked me loose, I had to give that b*t*h a tip (I had to give that b*t*h a tip)
Everybody smashed that ho, that b*t*h the rip (That b*t*h the rip)

Everybody got they passport ready to dip, uh
Europe, UK, twenty-five thousand dollars on a trip
I just, I just found out rats can 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, ayy (My hip)
Okay, Lil Dora said I was born with the skill, ayy
My lawyer say it's guaranteed when he appeal (Appeal)
I got a bad b*t*h wit' me, and yeah, she strip

I'm in Vegas spendin' thousands with my chips (All on chips)
I can't love these b*t*hes, fell in love the rip (Love the rip)
I was, I was, I was doin' this sh*t just for my peers
I, I would put inside my blood, my sweat, my tears (Sweat and tears)
Do this sh*t all on my own, don't need no deal (Don't need no deal)
Di'-diamonds flawless 'round my neck, gave me a chill (Me a chill)
Late, lately, I've been flyin' on them Lears (On them Lears)
Flyin' 'cross the world, these b*t*hes killin' me

Ayy, flood her bank account with bands 'cause she feelin' me (Feelin' me)
n***a, cash on delivery (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 (Wah)
Check out my smile, I got some new teeth
Pop a Molly, now I'm in the f**kin' air
Cloud nine, n***a smokin' like the f**kin' bear

We at the Clearport, you n***as never there (You n***as never there)
I wouldn't even cap, lil' b*t*h, this our year (This our year)
I do it for my fam, twenty racks on gifts (Twenty racks on Christmas)
b*t*h, we blowin' gas, roll me up a spliff (Roll me up a spliff)
Now, what you think a young n***a grindin' for? (What you think I'm grindin' for?)
I sip it 'til I sleep, I might overdose (I might overdose)
She made it out the hood and left that dope bowl (Left that dope bowl)
Get them bricks from my mama, she got truckloads (Huh?)

Ayy, f**k you mean you get it from your mammy, ho? (Yeah, hahaha)
Ayy, diamonds all on my chin, diamonds on my folk
Piercin' in my nose, diamond in my nose (Diamonds in my nose)
Giuseppe open toes, diamonds on my 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 b*t*hes comin' by the twos
I got a lot of b*t*hes bomin' by the few (Few)

Big di'-diamonds but we call 'em jewels (Call 'em jewels)
All, all these racks, think I sell dog foods (I sell dog food)
Drip, I spend thousand on my f**kin' shoes (Three thousand on shoes)
Pull up in this Ave, it cost the Christian Loub's (Yeah, yeah)
n***a, watch your mouth, we ain't f**kin' cool (f**kin' cool)
YSL the mafia, that's a f**kin' fool (f**kin' fools)
Take this sh*t out and shoot (Grra, grra, grra)

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