Clap Who Lyrics

All the opps up in my city claim they steppin', bitch, we steppin

Niggas claim they in that section, I just spent that section

I just dropped a bag on this new chop, it's time to catch a opp

Nigga say he clappin' shit, clappin' what? ain't send no shots

Old head got some more sticks for the put up on the block

That lil' white boy a worker pussy, you better do your job

And to that nappy-head lil' bitch, you better keep your rod

How the fuck y'all mans died nun dropped yet, y'all better slide

And bitch, I'm really MR hangout, this shit ain't no fraud

I better not catch you in that V, cause I'm gon' flip the car

They say they smokin' Nu and Raccz, so put that shit on wax

I told them keep this shit a stack, y'all boys ain't clappin' back

How you mad at me cause you broke and ain't got no money

Lil' mama ass fat, she throw it back, tell her keep it comin

I'm tryna load up with this chop and kill the whole country

That boy ain't never clappin' shit, so I don't know why he stuntin

And all the niggas dissin' Lil Ny just know they time comin

Jumped in that field headfirst, nigga, I ain't doin' no duckin

I told the bitch she can't come in here if she ain't doin' no fuckin

That boy he think he off a lean, he off of Robitussin

I put the beam across your face, boy, I ain't doin' no tussling

And when I up it, I'm gon' spray, you know just how I'm comin

You want my head , but I ain't dead, boy, just go get some money

Yall Took a loss, all in y'all feelings, now this shit ain't funny

That boy a rat like Charleston White, claim he ain't tell on shit

Shooters on dial, just press a button and they gon' send a blitz

Me and Gang pop out with that shit, we finna make him sick

That hoe that switched up on the gang, she known for suckin' dick