Clucked out
Clucked out Now I gotta get tf out Now my lucks just ran out yea I fukkin looked out Somebody tell them hoes to sit tf down Cuz they time is up It’s a new bytch in town RissaB or RissaD both them bytches bringin heat Grab a pen nd some paper nd go ahead nd take a seat cuz who tf gun raise me off this beat y’all betta go ahead nd crown me cuz even if I fall this crown still gun stand tall yall beneath me you bytches will never see me you can’t even be me if you had your personal genie Its F R E E bytch To stay off nd around me you know Ill take A nigga lifeline While he sleep Punch in the code like 1,2,3 open says me is there arything that you dont want me to see. Slide to the right thats the last thing you gunsee for for the night Cuz I’m Groovin Always poppin my collar cuz dem Millie’s rockin Fukked around, nd I got up on my shyt So ima come up nd sit back nd smoke my blic Movin it quick While I’m Groovin Nd shyt Fuk yo head up wit da fix Cuz my mouth to slick Cuz all dese niggas love Shyrissa B I ain’t saying no fukkin names cuz all dem niggas knw how da game go When is my time to shine? I wanna drink wine nd then go dine I don’t need no fukkin lime cuz I already got the lime …so fuk it I’m trippen….cuz Ima always shine BRIGHT like a DIAMOND. They are a girls best friend right Tf you thought dis shyt was da playas club go ahead Nd roll yo drug cuz next im rollin out wit da plug like I’m HIS Drug He a thug wit da mug Nd he got it out da mud Then You look to the left guess who coming out da club that’s right that’s fukkin klyde then you look to you right nd there go his fukkin Bride Bonnie nd you know she always down to ride kuz she his first cruising down the street in they 64 boutta put you in a hurst After shooting up yo door yea just put that in my verse Hold on dat shyt ain’t cut right cuz here I go They Cruisin back dwn the street in They 64 Playin dem nigga clockin dem hoes trust no nigga Nd fear no bytch I said trust no nigga nd fear no bytch I said it again just in case you missed dat shyt all I gotta say is you betta run dat shyt So Roxanne Roxanne can I be yo fraaan and not a fan that ran witcho man cuz All dem niggas love ShyrissaB Dey heard I got da Good P oh you said da good beat My b ima be pussy poppin all up on dat D Talkin bout Dwn in the V where da girls always be 1,2 can break em So 3,4 gun rake em so numba 5 can bake em As-salamu alaykum put em in da field Nd I let Michael Myers date em (2x)’s put me on the remix Nd all da ass shakin ain’t no fukkin fakin all dese bytches always hatin cuz I’m cruisin in da hood like it’s all good wit da plug hell he know wats up I’m always down to ride like Bonnie Nd Clyde whatever he do he know a bytch down to ride Nd idgaf about wat you say Cuz we do this shyt at the end of the day They don’t wanna see me in the industry They only fwm wen it time to feed so they know They wanna keep me in the street to hit up lil ole B cuz she gone eat make a way outta no way so she say she just pray cuz near the end of the day wwjd to get the plays out the way (or to keep the peace my way) Let me teach you a lil game I learned today first you gotta put a mil up just to play You spin 3x nd you ain’t cut that boy line you gotta get tuck or get you ass fuck for the right buck just try yo luck I ain’t no killer but please don’t tempt me cuz ill be callin the drill team to clean up yo brain on wall first of all who tf you think made a executive call time for the mind shyt to go ahead nd drill a biiih real shyt nd download a trill type beat for the singing nd have yo mama dressed in black cryin who did my baby like dat nowadays you gotta watch yo back cuz you got slimy cats out here eatin on yo downfall like that motherfukkin protocol bitch I’m raw cuz I’ll never fukkin fall That’s you protocol bitch I’m boutta risk it all
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Clucked out Now I gotta get tf out Now my lucks just ran out yea I fukkin looked out Somebody tell them hoes to sit tf down Cuz they time is up It’s a new bytch in town RissaB or RissaD both them bytches bringin heat Grab a pen nd some paper nd go ahead nd take a seat cuz who tf gun raise me off this beat y’all betta go ahead nd crown me cuz even if I fall this crown still gun stand tall yall beneath me you bytches will never see me you can’t even be me if you had your personal genie Its F R E E bytch To stay off nd around me you know Ill take A nigga lifeline While he sleep Punch in the code like 1,2,3 open says me is there arything that you dont want me to see. Slide to the right thats the last thing you gunsee for for the night Cuz I’m Groovin Always poppin my collar cuz dem Millie’s rockin Fukked around, nd I got up on my shyt So ima come up nd sit back nd smoke my blic Movin it quick While I’m Groovin Nd shyt Fuk yo head up wit da fix Cuz my mouth to slick Cuz all dese niggas love Shyrissa B I ain’t saying no fukkin names cuz all dem niggas knw how da game go When is my time to shine? I wanna drink wine nd then go dine I don’t need no fukkin lime cuz I already got the lime …so fuk it I’m trippen….cuz Ima always shine BRIGHT like a DIAMOND. They are a girls best friend right Tf you thought dis shyt was da playas club go ahead Nd roll yo drug cuz next im rollin out wit da plug like I’m HIS Drug He a thug wit da mug Nd he got it out da mud Then You look to the left guess who coming out da club that’s right that’s fukkin klyde then you look to you right nd there go his fukkin Bride Bonnie nd you know she always down to ride kuz she his first cruising down the street in they 64 boutta put you in a hurst After shooting up yo door yea just put that in my verse Hold on dat shyt ain’t cut right cuz here I go They Cruisin back dwn the street in They 64 Playin dem nigga clockin dem hoes trust no nigga Nd fear no bytch I said trust no nigga nd fear no bytch I said it again just in case you missed dat shyt all I gotta say is you betta run dat shyt So Roxanne Roxanne can I be yo fraaan and not a fan that ran witcho man cuz All dem niggas love ShyrissaB Dey heard I got da Good P oh you said da good beat My b ima be pussy poppin all up on dat D Talkin bout Dwn in the V where da girls always be 1,2 can break em So 3,4 gun rake em so numba 5 can bake em As-salamu alaykum put em in da field Nd I let Michael Myers date em (2x)’s put me on the remix Nd all da ass shakin ain’t no fukkin fakin all dese bytches always hatin cuz I’m cruisin in da hood like it’s all good wit da plug hell he know wats up I’m always down to ride like Bonnie Nd Clyde whatever he do he know a bytch down to ride Nd idgaf about wat you say Cuz we do this shyt at the end of the day They don’t wanna see me in the industry They only fwm wen it time to feed so they know They wanna keep me in the street to hit up lil ole B cuz she gone eat make a way outta no way so she say she just pray cuz near the end of the day wwjd to get the plays out the way (or to keep the peace my way) Let me teach you a lil game I learned today first you gotta put a mil up just to play You spin 3x nd you ain’t cut that boy line you gotta get tuck or get you ass fuck for the right buck just try yo luck I ain’t no killer but please don’t tempt me cuz ill be callin the drill team to clean up yo brain on wall first of all who tf you think made a executive call time for the mind shyt to go ahead nd drill a biiih real shyt nd download a trill type beat for the singing nd have yo mama dressed in black cryin who did my baby like dat nowadays you gotta watch yo back cuz you got slimy cats out here eatin on yo downfall like that motherfukkin protocol bitch I’m raw cuz I’ll never fukkin fall That’s you protocol bitch I’m boutta risk it all
Respect 🤜🤛