CLYDE ft. Scoota Bandz Lyrics

Gotta really feel that motherfucker like, ya feel me

I'm telling ya, on me

Broomstick that's the blick, nah I ain't cleaning no kitchen

Skr

Now that weed make me paranoid than a bitch, yeah

Broomstick nigga that's the blick

Broomstick ain't cleaning the kitchen

And cuz still serving grits

Never been on a mound and pitch

Off-white 4's the color of Kix

None of my hoes wear 'Crombie & Fitch

I beat her back and I scratch off the list

Ion wanna pull a all nighter and text

I broke her heart and she moved to Texas

Bitch so seductive, I love it, she sexy

Sitting in court, I'm Clyde, I'm Drexler

Put on that shit I get flyer than heaven

I had that brown, that fire, that dressing

Sale love it, say this batch here eleven

I switched my mind up at 27

Took her through there, now I treat her lil better

Blow off some steam I roll with a kettle

Blow off some steam, burn her head, behead her

Twitter app, I got 'Shyst' on the header

Cuz had his son, we locked up together

When I'm on the run I move a lil better

Feel like I'm living on the run, it's a habit

I had got it in the bundle asthmatic

Spray it down and re-rock while I mail it

Block out the world and grind, I got it

I'm seeing shit in the dark no acid

Get 'em flrrrr, I won't give 'em no passes

I done fucked a nigga bitch in the past tense, yeah

The hoes that I fucked no access

What I wore today was ya last month rent

Thuggin' I'm living the fastest

My music moving the masses

Dropped outta college, it wasn't for me, I got tired of skipping them classes

Don't understand how y'all sit on y'all asses

Lock on my heart you bitches get no access

In a foreign, I'm whipping the fastest

Bad lil foreign she sweet as molasses

Had to travel through time to learn from my past

But we cannot live in the past tense

And I'm focused, you hearing the passion

From a bando to a mansion

Promise I'm ready for whatever happens

We on the way moving rapido

When you spell out my name, this shit do not change, make sure all them letters is capital

Don't wanna talk if it ain't about capital

If you let him tell it bet he gon cap it all

Coupe sound like propellers hear how we taking off

When we get to the top, I'ma wave at yall

Fell in love with the music ain't falling off

I got tired of getting cold shoulders

I'll do the race if they try pull me over

Learn from my mistakes meditate in my rover

And she won't belive all the lies that I told her

Went numb to the pain and I got a lil colder

Build up my fan like Dakota

I'm in the mouth of a fan, my dick in her molars

I-24 and I'm racing, roadhead while I'm pushing the motor

Too lit so I had to get sober

If she got a friend bet they both coming over

Now that weed make me paranoid than a bitch, yeah

Broomstick nigga that's the blick

Broomstick ain't cleaning the kitchen

And cuz still serving grits

Never been on a mound and pitch

Off-white 4's the color of Kix

None of my hoes wear 'Crombie & Fitch

I beat her back and I scratch off the list

Ion wanna pull a all nighter and text

I broke her heart and she moved to Texas

Bitch so seductive, I love it, she sexy

Sitting in court I'm Clyde, I'm Drexler

Put on that shit I get flyer than heaven

I had that brown, that fire, that dressing

Sale love it, say this batch here eleven