Fredo Bang - Clock Out

(Playboy on this bitch but he ain't playing though)

Made another hunnid grand and I spend ten on some dracs (on some dracs)
I can't on both hands, how many got threw up in that lake (baow, baow, baow)
The bag I put up on his head, I could've went and buy some stocks (ah, ah, ah)
He went and dissed me on the 'Gram, I wasn't suprised when he got shot (bitch)
Can't send a bitch to line me up 'cause ain't no bitch out there I trust (out there I trust)
My partner shot him 'fore the greenlight, he just tried out for the Bucks
Every day I pray to God, He separate me from the fake, yeah
First I take the queen and jam the king, checkmate

You know we pop off (ooh)
Grab the sticks and then we slide, when the opps out (yeah, yeah)
Tinted windows, we ain't trippin' when the cops out (vroom, vroom)
Heard he got caught lacking wit' him 'cause he opped out (uh)
Every time a nigga die we call that clock out (facts)
Grab the sticks and then we slide, when the opps out (yeah, yeah)
Tinted windows, we ain't trippin' when the cops out (vroom, vroom)
Heard he got caught lacking wit' him'cause he opped out (bitch)
Every time a nigga die we call that clock off

Oh, cause I thought a nigga who couldn't walk had said somethin' (boom, boom, boom)
I wrap that flag around my Glock, you know it's redrum
Don't play with me, play with your kids 'cause I'm gon' hurt somethin'
Thought it was a game 'til he was askin' when the nurse coming
We do pull ups like Scottie Pippen, who really with it? (yeah, yeah)
Posted with them guns, who the fuck you think you tippin'
They be claiming that they 'em but keep thirty niggas with 'em (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Every picture got a stick but they ain't doin' nothin' with 'em (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

You know we pop off (ooh)
Grab the sticks and then we slide, when the opps out (yeah, yeah)
Tinted windows, we ain't trippin' when the cops out (vroom, vroom)
Heard he got caught lacking wit' him 'cause he opped out (uh)
Every time a nigga die we call that clock out (facts)
Grab the sticks and then we slide, when the opps out (yeah, yeah)
Tinted windows, we ain't trippin' when the cops out (vroom, vroom)
Heard he got caught lacking wit' him'cause he opped out (bitch)
Every time a nigga die we call that clock off

Written by:
Fredrick Givens, Jarrian Durrell Thompson, Lukas Patrick Payne, Sterling Van Reynolds

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