biggestbiggestbrat - clock it (feat. stuntin)

Bitch I'm trappin' 'round the
Bitch I'm trappin' 'round the corner
Four, four, four, four
Skate!
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Four.five. we could turn you to a do
Four.five. we could turn you to a
Four.five. we could turn you to a
Four.five. we could turn you to a donor
I just get them racks, don't ask what's in my bag
Every time I get the racks, she gon' let me get the
Just touched down a pack
If you talkin' you a pack
Just let me know if it's war
'Cause lil' nigga we can scrap
And you know I get to packin'
Yeah, nigga get to packin'
Yeah, I walked inside the club, and I'm saggin'
Like xav, How you livin' with no passion?
Yeah make that nigga sing yeah he actin'
I be shootin' clips, nigga got that action
Why you feelin' mad?
Why you always sad?
Lil' nigga always mad
Yeah why you feelin'?
I can't talk to that bitch, I'm just knowin' that she broke
And I feel like TAY-K, cause it's murder that she wrote
Niggas lame and they can't hang, pussy still ain't drive the boat
Haha, pussy still ain't drive the boat
Woo

Written by:
Cyan Reid, Nyhana Washington

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