[Intro]
Diamonds hitting like Mayweather
Big bank like Mayweather (Ice)
Broke, now I'm doing way better
(Authentic or nothing)
Pussy boy, I'm doing way better
(Spiffo made it, b*tch)
[Chorus]
Diamonds hitting like Mayweather (Ice)
Big bank like Mayweather
Was broke, now I'm doing way better (Foo)
I see more money than a bank teller (Huh?)
Pussy ni**a, check the record (Check the record)
50-0 like Mayweather
Wanna lose? Let me check my schedule (Huh?)
But I ain't dealing with him if he a broke ni**a hating without a bezel (You're broke)
Yeah, b*tch, we the clan (Clan)
We'll spin a ni**a like a fan (Spin)
I ain't need a helping hand
Got it out the mud, I ain't play with sand (I ain't play with sand)
They call me the man (Man)
And I'm dirty like that ni**a Dan (Huh?)
They tryna put me in the can (Ho)
I guess I'm on the run again
[Verse 1]
Huh? (What?), well (Huh?), I guess I'm on the run again (Again)
I ain't wanna do it, but I told them crackers gotta catch me if you can (If you can)
I just gave 'em fifty thousand cash, now they tryna take me again (Again?)
Well, I ain't going to the pen' (Hell nah)
b*tch, I'm going for the win (Unh)
Uh, and I'm on the run (The run)
b*tch, I'm Usain Bolt, uh (Usain)
Used to do this for fun (For fun)
Can teach a pussy boy the ropes, yeah
Kayla just had my son (Junior)
They tried to make me miss his birth, uh (What?)
And I'm on the run (Huh?)
But I was in there chilling with the nurse (Damn, damn)
And don't be a fool (Fool)
They call me Foo, I ain't no fool (Nope, never)
Yeah, they tryna get me (Why?)
They put me all up on the news, why? (Lame)
Just for a pistol (What?)
Please don't get this sh*t confused (Huh?)
And the b*tch had a license (Yup)
[Chorus]
Diamonds hitting like Mayweather (What the fu*k I'm supposed to do? Ice)
Big bank like Mayweather
Was broke, now I'm doing way better (Foo)
I see more money than a bank teller (Huh?)
Pussy ni**a, check the record (Check the record)
50-0 like Mayweather
Wanna lose? Let me check my schedule (Huh?)
But I ain't dealing with him if he a broke ni**a hating without a bezel (You're broke)
Yeah, b*tch, we the clan (Clan)
We'll spin a ni**a like a fan (Spin)
I ain't need a helping hand
Got it out the mud, I ain't play with sand (I ain't play with sand)
They call me the man (Man)
And I'm dirty like that ni**a Dan (Huh?)
They tryna put me in the can (Ho)
I guess I'm on the run again
[Verse 2]
Damn
Should I go or should I run?
I just wanna see my son
Crackers call my phone, tell me that I'm done
I ain't did sh*t to nobody, all this bullsh*t for a gun
And I'm the king on these boys
These crackers out here tryna treat me like a pawn
Uh, and I'm on the run, but I keep good smoke, yeah
'Za in my lung, and that Wock' down my throat, yeah
And I'm on the run, but I still make that dough (Ah)
Crackers thought they was smart
Yeah, they tried to fu*k up my dough (Ah)
My b*tch, she the baddest
The biggest and we drive the fastest (Yeah)
They thought that they had me
But I'm swifter, ni**a, than a rabbit
And I got the cabbage
You don't believe a ni**a? Check my carats
Fifty thousand dollar cash bond, that sh*t there ain't do no damage
[Outro]
(This is Authentic)