Ray Jr., DJ Yomi Yom, Young Dolph - Floatin’ lyrics

Bitch I been gettin' paid
I invented the wave
Got some bitches on my line
And they go both ways
Cell phone booming juging
Tryna catch these plays
Nigga ask me whats the move? I say tonight
I'ma wave

Maseratti floatin', nigga pockets swollen
$500 for the Bally's looking like I'm bowling
Instagram scrolling, I'm tryna dm something
Fuck a young bitch thats sleep
I'm tryna PM something
She just wanna have fun, she just turned 21
She let a couple niggas fuck
Her pussy tight as a nun
Put your mouth on this gun
Let me blow out your brain
Broke niggas always screaming all
Pussy the same nigga stay in your lane
My niggas shoot at your basket
I know some lame cats
Now they ass in a casket
I'm true to the game
Like Silkk the Shocker & P
Not staying true to the game will
Get you 'Murdered' like 'C'

Bitch I been gettin' paid
I invented the wave
Got some bitches on my line
And they go both ways
Cell phone booming juging
Tryna catch these plays
Nigga ask me whats the move? I say tonight
I'ma wave

Uh huh
Sitting at the spot about to pour another 8
All the work gone, clientele gotta wait
Catch me in yo trap nigga dropping off weight
You know that bitch thicker, when she walk
That ass shake oh I forgot to tell you
That bitch go both ways
Neighborhood dope man, pulled up in a coupe
Lit my weed up then 20 seconds, lost the roof
All these niggas fake
I'm wondering who can I trust
Everybody tote scraps, but who gonna bust
That money I been getting too much
And lately I been getting too high
You can see all of that shit in my eyes

Bitch I been gettin' paid
I invented the wave
Got some bitches on my line
And they go both ways
Cell phone booming juging
Tryna catch these plays
Nigga ask me whats the move? I say tonight
I'ma wave

Maseratti floatin', nigga pockets swollen
$500 for the Bally's looking like I'm bowling
Instagram scrolling, I'm tryna dm something
Fuck them young bitches
Stupid tryna PM something

Drop the top on that bent
My nigga these Bally's yo rent
I like my pussy no scent
Dressed in all black like I'm tint
Hey I don't fuck with these niggas
These niggas snakes & they fake
Don't bring no food to the table
But wanna eat off your plate
Aye shake that ass make it clap
Drop it low to the ground
Just got a text from yo bitch
She musta heard I'm in town
Fuck the crooked ass police &
Free my niggas thats bidding
I send some strippers to visit then
Throw a party in prison cause-

Bitch I been gettin' paid
I invented the wave
Got some bitches on my line
And they go both ways
Cell phone booming juging
Tryna catch these plays
Nigga ask me whats the move? I say tonight
I'ma wave

Yea Ray, talk that wavy shit nigga
You know how we do
Cleveland shit, you know come
Thru fly as fuck
Wavy players, Big 50's, Big Dusse'
Clicquot for the pain, you know
Ain't no wave if my name
Ain't on that shit nigga
Ain't no mystery nigga, Million dollar shit
Get this money Ray 'Git Paper, what up?