Cam Izaiah - Clutch it!

Grrrrrr
Yeah
Cam you know you be playing
Yeah
Holding my bag been counting these racks been ballin since I was a jit
Damn, the shit really sad your girly so bad she gobble it and she gon spit
I love it, beating her back like a drum percussion
They wanting my swag but you cannot touch it
Sparks in the air like 4th of July and all these lame niggas want piece of they pie
Fuck it, no I'm not letting em in
Fuck it, okay a nigga on ten
Fuck it, keep talking you know Ima' spin
Fuck it, nigga I do it again
Clutch it, keeping that shit in the coupe
Clutch it, yo girly gon' blow like a flute
Clutch it, now watch how I blow like nuke
Clutch it, ain't no telling what I'm finna do
One time nigga, my direction one time nigga
She in my section fun time nigga
She spin again like a fidget spinner
She eat me for lunch and dinner
Ray J, I got one wish with her
She say I'm a dog let me out the kennel
Damn he so mad she made him bitter
She come to my planet she think I'm a sinner
Bitch
Well baby we sinning tonight, don't think that you coming here wasting my time
Bitch
Why are you niggas so tight, I'm telling you niggas I'm outta my mind
Yeah
Wanna be king of clone, can't clone me nigga I'm one of a kind
Watch how I change the game, fuck you nigga I can't be defined
Holding my bag been counting these racks been ballin since I was a jit
Damn, the shit really sad your girly so bad she gobble it and she gon spit
I love it, beating her back like a drum percussion
They wanting my swag but you cannot touch it
Sparks in the air like 4th of July and all these lame niggas want piece of they pie
Fuck it, no I'm not letting em in
Fuck it, okay a nigga on ten
Fuck it, keep talking you know Ima' spin
Fuck it, nigga I do it again
Clutch it, keeping that shit in the coupe
Clutch it, yo girly gon' blow like a flute
Clutch it, now watch how I blow like nuke
Clutch it, ain't no telling what I'm finna do
Fuck it
Fuck it, ha, grr grr grr
Clutch it, what what nah
Clutch it, you can't fuck with me, nah these niggas can't fuck with me
Uh, yeah swaggy than a bitch like P
Yeah, the bitch on a dog like flea
Yeah, bout' my bill like a duck
Huh, shit just dawned on me
Huh, I'm a OG like Ice T
Yeah, kick shit like bruce lee
Huh, niggas taking L's like Glee
Yeah, knock a nigga out like Creed
Yeah, I was the man last week
I was the man last year
The man like Aloe Blacc
I gotta make that clear
Bitch throwing shade like a canopy
Baggy ass pants with the bands on me
Play shit right like monopoly
Leave these niggas in agony
Holding my bag been counting these racks been ballin since I was a jit
Damn, the shit really sad your girly so bad she gobble it and she gon spit
I love it, beating her back like a drum percussion
They wanting my swag but you cannot touch it
Sparks in the air like 4th of July and all these lame niggas want piece of they pie
Fuck it, no I'm not letting em in
Fuck it, okay a nigga on ten
Fuck it, keep talking you know Ima' spin
Fuck it, nigga I do it again
Clutch it, keeping that shit in the coupe
Clutch it, yo girly gon' blow like a flute
Clutch it, now watch how I blow like nuke
Clutch it, ain't no telling what I'm finna do

Written by:
Cameron Lampley, shark boy

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