Class Clown

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[Intro] (SephGotTheWaves) (Mallo spazzed on this motherfucker) (Malloy, is it you again?) [Chorus] Uh, Glock kick like Jaden Smith, bro said, "Come on, let's blitz," he got him a switch Used to spend every day in the trench, was hangin' on Rich before I got rich And I gotta keep my Chrome, can't slip On feet, two poles with a stick We got the straps sold up all day, you know you can hit Zoo phone for them shits Love when I hit the stage, hoes tap my shoulder like, "Quick, let's take us flick" They ain't think I was made for this shit Now I'm rich, and I'm famous and shit, uh Hold on, let me turn the lights down Too high, can't take a flight down She ain't want me whеn I was class clown Catch it like Jerry Rice now, uh [Verse] Wе don't drink liquor, just pour up that bloody or Actavis Me and Dex mixing muddy, we labbin' it If that whip moving funny, we blastin' it Glizzy-10 with a .33 mag' in it, uh Okay, me and bro by the store all day, just look both ways Everyday tryna run up that cake up, 200K on my last birthday In your city, I'm stickin' and moving If it's you or this money, I choose it Keep your head in your phone 'fore you lose it Bro got keys like he good at producing, uh Back then used to say I'm a nuisance Now it's, "Brodie, I fuck with your music" Hate or love me, this shit be confusing With my woadie, don't do no recruiting No, no way And my niggas put shit front page Yellow tape, uh, red tape Say my name, get him gone, next day Syracuse.com said where he got hit up, they found too many shell cases The way he pop-out your cut, mask on, make it scary, remind you of Jason [Chorus] Uh, Glock kick like Jaden Smith, bro said, "Come on, let's blitz," he got him a switch Used to spend every day in the trench, was hangin' on Rich before I got rich And I gotta keep my Chrome, can't slip On feet, two poles with a stick We got the straps sold up all day, you know you can hit Zoo phone for them shits Love when I hit the stage, hoes tap my shoulder like, "Quick, let's take us flick" They ain't think I was made for this shit Now I'm rich, and I'm famous and shit, uh Hold on, let me turn the lights down Too high, can't take a flight down She ain't want me when I was class clown Catch it like Jerry Rice now, uh
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