Clutched
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•2 months ago
I’m riding round,- in my new ball,- Slap 5,- you can’t see me,- I can see y’all ,- I got a full tank of gas -while I’m blowing on a Dutch, and you know that I’m clutched,- Ahh -yeah you know that I’m clutched- Careful when you walk up to the car-cause I’m clutched,- And I give no fucks who you are-when I’m clutched Stick up in the car-so you know Im a bust it Catch me riding round in something new - And that ain’t nothing new ,- I keep me a whip - if it ain’t nothing else, And every other year ,-I Jump something else,- And then my bitch -always saying that I’m something else,- I keep the Glock off safety-so I’m ready for whatever,- And you know I stay clutched-anytime -any weather,- My tank on full, so -we bout to hit some corners,- And the car-so new-you can still smell the leather,- Slap five-ain’t no way you looking on the inside,- You don’t know how many heads in the ride,- And you will never know-when a nigga- get head -when I drive,- Or the pistol-that’s laid on the side, I clutched on my bitch-and I made her a wife,- I clutched on the Dutch-and it gave me a high,- I clutch on my nuts-when I walk,-and you know it’s with stride,- So if I ain’t clutch-then you know it ain’t mine
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I’m riding round,- in my new ball,- Slap 5,- you can’t see me,- I can see y’all ,- I got a full tank of gas -while I’m blowing on a Dutch, and you know that I’m clutched,- Ahh -yeah you know that I’m clutched- Careful when you walk up to the car-cause I’m clutched,- And I give no fucks who you are-when I’m clutched Stick up in the car-so you know Im a bust it Catch me riding round in something new - And that ain’t nothing new ,- I keep me a whip - if it ain’t nothing else, And every other year ,-I Jump something else,- And then my bitch -always saying that I’m something else,- I keep the Glock off safety-so I’m ready for whatever,- And you know I stay clutched-anytime -any weather,- My tank on full, so -we bout to hit some corners,- And the car-so new-you can still smell the leather,- Slap five-ain’t no way you looking on the inside,- You don’t know how many heads in the ride,- And you will never know-when a nigga- get head -when I drive,- Or the pistol-that’s laid on the side, I clutched on my bitch-and I made her a wife,- I clutched on the Dutch-and it gave me a high,- I clutch on my nuts-when I walk,-and you know it’s with stride,- So if I ain’t clutch-then you know it ain’t mine
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