Clear The Room ft. Big Dae Lyrics

Clear the room, clear the room

Skrt, skrt

Clear the mother fuckin fumes

Clear the room, clear the room

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

3rd Lan3

I got straps in the back

If you pull up on Dae Lan3 we go attack

With the mac

When you see me just now I ain't holdin back

For the fact

That I did that shit too much back in the past

Now I'm back

And I'm gunnin for your throne so watch your back

Clear the room, clear the room

I ain't tryna breathe the mother fuckin fumes

Every time you see Dae Lan3 walk in the stu

Then it's through

We just signed your fuckin name up on your casket and your tomb

Watch the news, we've been poppin shit it's really nothing new

Dae, yuh

I got your bitch and she suckin it right

Nigga I'm makin millions come bring me a price

We up on the fifth that shit make you retired

You ain't got no motion, you talkin to minors

Dae, yuh

We pushin the cat, we be goin through tires

3rd Lan3 and Big Dae so this shit gon be fire

Dae, yuh

Your bitch is so mad she ain't gettin a check

I'm in your bitch pussy I get that shit wet

Fashion and diamonds they feelin so nice if you tryna caupe

Johnny Dang, hall of fame, look at my neck

I clear the whole room with my .45 and tec

Pistol whipped niggas don't know what is next

They searchin for Dae like this shit is a quest

Oh

Oh

Oh

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm, mmm, mmm

Call me Johnny Sins, cause I'd be fuckin on a nurse

Every time I'm with my bitch she keeps a glockie in her purse

If I ever caught you lackin, then I'd hit you where it hurts

I got dirty fuckin money but I still put in the work

Back it up, keep your distance, bro I'm bouta clear the room

Every time I'm on your block you hear my Rari with a vroom

Ha, she thought I was cheatin, all we did was fuckin spoon

Bitch, I'll be whippin Bentleys till I'm fuckin 92

Skrrt

Whippin the cat with the cops behind

Pussy ass nigga you ain't our kind

I got me some bitches lined up, they assigned

All of you niggas gon hate cause we grind

All of you niggas gon hate and gon cry

Your bitch is on me eating me like a pie

Stompin these niggas hate to see all yall die

I'm whipin his nose if he crossin the line

I'm whipin his nose while I'm hittin the lick

Caupe me the flick while we hit yo bitch

Tag team with Dae yeah you know how it is

Grabbin my dick, ima ask her to stop it

Go get your money stop watchin our pockets

Stalkin our shit while we makin deposits

Clearin the room, nigga this is a solid

Oh, yuh

Skrt, Skrt

Skrt, Skrt

Oh, yeah

Oh

Yeah

Mmm

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

Clear the room and flex up

Bitch you know we next up

Shawty wanna fuck, she keep on grabbin on my neck, huh

Grabbin on my dick this bitch must really wanna check, huh

Grabbin on my dick and tellin me to disrespect her

I got all these diamonds, I don't really need to flex up

We got all these diamonds, bust em down, they cost a check, huh

Let's go band for band so we can see who is ahead, uh

Let's go band for band so we can see who is the best up

Clear the room, clear the room

I ain't tryna breathe the mother fuckin fumes

Every time you see Dae Lan3 walk in the stu

Then it's through

We just signed your fuckin name up on your casket and your tomb

Watch the news, we've been poppin shit it's really nothing new