Clones Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Ima dog and she bad
To the bone
She act jus like me
We clones
My wrist her wrist on froze
Gotta another phone
Just to sell zones
Come and get it quick vamonos
I sell bows
She sell bundles in bulk
No habla inglis adios
If ain't bout gualla can't talk
If it ain't right
I wanna be wrong
Christian Dior
On her thongs
Siri play dat rich sex song
Ima fuck her wit both chains on
Smell the za
On the tip of my tongue
I'm just tryna put the dick
In her lungs
I know her ex
Mad as fuck
I can see why he running up
Dat kitty kitty a one
If you had her
Know the kat a one
They done put the baddest bitch
Wit twins son
Career trapper I done moved
About a ton
I fuck lil shawty
Like a nigga on the run
Pulled my pants down
And I dropped a zip
Now she mad cuz
Her son found that shit
Lil nigga tryna trap like Chris
Middle school wit a bag of the piff
Had a play had to skip graduation
Had my mind
On some different type of paper
Can do hand outs or favors
These niggas throw it
In ya face later
She a freak
So she throw that ass back
Lil bit hustle hard like Cap
Daycare every week cost a rack
She don't care
Baby girl got the pack
Local trap star plug outta town
Do a dance
Every time it touchdown
Cant dribble
But she make that ass bounce
And she got the cheapest price
On a ounce
Came up three five
For the fifty
Baddest bitch realest nigga
In the city
They gone treat us like
Cassie and Diddy
Jay and B, Bonnie, Clyde, Bobby, Whitney
Ima dog and she bad
To the bone
She act jus like me
We clones
My wrist her wrist on froze
Gotta anotha phone
Just to sell zones
Come and get it quick vamonos
I sell bows
She sell bundles in bulk
No habla inglis adios
If ain't bout gualla can't talk
If it ain't right
I wanna be wrong
Christian Dior
On her thongs
Siri play dat rich sex song
Ima fuck her wit both chains on
Smell the za
On the tip of my tongue
I'm just tryna put the dick
In her lungs
I know her ex
Mad as fuck
I can see why he running up
That kitty kitty A-1
