CLUTCHIN IT Lyrics

Aye, aight, look man, aight

It's yvngMac this bitch

Prod Sean made that shit, aight

Aight, SLS, aight

Fuck it, fuck it

Bought a new Glock, I'm clutching it

He want the smoke, irrelevance

And I'm doing my thing, I'm having it

I don't fuck with no hoes, they trifling

And you go out your way just to go get attention

Promise to God when I walk in the building

I'm something to mention

Freestyle off of the brain, admit it

I had to do my shit, I did it

Freestyle off of the brain, admit it

I had to do my shit, I did it

I had to do my shit, I did it

Let me not be so repetitive

Rocking that Gucci, that Leatherman

And the K hit his back

Fucked up his measurement

Come get a pack, you know that we selling it

Sean made the beat yo gang, what's up

Za got me stuck, I don't know what to do

Feeling like ja , I fuck around and boom

I got the gas, this shit is not boof

You smoke on Reggie , that shit is so ew

Boy, you not really like that boy

Come on, come on, take a joke

40 on, 40 on me, aim it at his nose

Fuck, it is what it is when you run out of breath

You dodging the Reaper, boy, try your best

Boy, try your best

I got the dog, get me Michael Vick

Ah, fuck, it make them sick

I ain't giving a feature, you don't seem legit

I ride by myself, I don't need no clique

That 30 attached, I love my stick

Your bitch a lil' fan, she wanted a pic

My gas stink , it's smell like stench

Popping perks, yeah, I did

Calming down for different reasons

My heart burning for some treason

I know that I'm fucking up

Alright, one day, looking up

I smoke a, uh, chill, Mac

Don't talk like that the feds

Listenin' remember back then, they weren't paying attention

Glock on my waist, yeah, Jimmy extensions

You wanna fuck with me, I gotta get it

Bought a new Glock, I'm clutching it

He want the smoke, irrelevance

Yeah, that cash in my pockets, you was never matching it

I got the route like Madden

Pull up to your house, yeah, I'm just spazzin'

5.5 in the blunt, I'm gassing

Bro wanted smoke, but why do that

When you could just have it

First time I touch that cash

It turn to a habit

It turn to a habit of having

Off of the dome, off of the dome

Admit that

Shout out God, shout out God

He did that

Alright, that type shit

Aye, SLS, SLS

Bought a new Glock, I'm clutching it