on the clock Lyrics

I want an off-white bag and an Audemars

Real dope boy, don't wanna talk

Don't you push the button, don't call me off

Might flip that switch, might knock you off

Fuck y'all, fuck y'all got me on

Coke so white, it might call the cops

Cuttin' through the night like a tomahawk

They know that virtuenasty is on the clock

Smash the glass to take that

Best go fast if you want a big bank

Gun go bang, I don't think nothin

I just want gold chains and a iced out ring

Better talk nice to me

You don't want no games, no fight with me

I take it off the top, no icening

You know this shit don't stop, so frightening

Press the gas and take flight, yeah

Send me off in that light, yeah

Start me up, we all night, yeah

Start me up, we all right, yeah

Fresh till death, don't rock no guess

Can't get no rest till private jets

Pump my chest, that special blend

Don't want revenge just Benjamins

I want an off-white bag and an Audemars

Real dope boy, don't wanna talk

Don't you push the button, don't call me off

Might flip that switch, might knock you off

Fuck y'all, fuck y'all got me on

Coke so white, it might call the cops

Cuttin' through the night like a tomahawk

They know that virtuenasty is on the clock