Clarity

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah What the fuck, nigga? Don't play with me Uh, huh? What the fuck, nigga? BiC Fizzle (Drvmlord) Ayy, yeah [Verse] Down to Earth, but'll put in work, so don't cross that line Put a fully on my AR and it's with me every time Uh, fuck your shooter, I got shooters too, not including myself Grab that bitch from off the shelf before I do anything else This ho hit my line, I punch, "Decline," I know it's 'bout some bullshit Bitch, I make this money, you can't tell me what to do with this I be on that foolish shit, a veteran, I'm not new to this Broccoli, cheddar cheese, clientele, stupid lit You can't sell your work, I add my tax, come back and double the pit Stay out of my way like Ludacris, bitch, makе some space, don't fuck with this shit Burberry shirt, twеnty-three my kicks Dude at work, I'm smackin' his bitch I'm young and turnt, but'll still hit a lick Makin' serves on the first, on the curb with a nick' VVS clarity, how could she curve me? You know these dog-ass hoes ain't shit I catch a rapper and strip him out everything, don't come around me flexin' your kit I'm with the robbers, they with the shits Wade Phillips, send me a blitz Michael Corleone, Mafia shit Headshot gang, pop me a bitch Roll up a troll, zaza, meth Walk the boy home, fullies attack We on the road, too many straps Follow this black truck, you in that trap I'm fresh as hell, I ain't even snap These all facts, can't even cap ARP leave somethin' slumped on the lap My location off, don't get caught on the Snap'