CclutchTtime ft. TheyLuvMeechie Lyrics

Hey, Yeah

Hey Hey Hey Hey

Hey Hey Hey Hey

Hey Hey Hey Hey

Hey Hey Hey Hey

Hey Hey Hey Hey

Tryna play with me, I don't play no damn games

Ballin hard like Lebron James

Call me Leroy, but that is not my damn name

Im flexing hard nigga we not the damn same

Life goin out the drain

Three pointer, that's a drain

Ballin hard, won the game

Clutch time like dame

My niggas living lavish

Stack up the bread like a sandwich

30 on me doin damage

Young nigga need to lay down I'm famished

Beam down like Samus

He irresponsible, can't manage

My girl she a bad bitch

Can't do a handstand, got bad wrists

Run up on me thats a bad decision

When I shoot I score, I got mad precision

Feelin' like a butler got all this linen

You ain't like us you just not winning

I'm with ya girl she suckin' my dick

Run up on you, tear you up like a virus

Mind your own business, why you worried bout my bitch

Drip hard like I gotta infected sinus

Uh, Yeah

Uh

Yeah

He got a bad sinus he can't smell

Hit my girl from the back she gonna yell

Feel like Ken Car$on, I got her from Yale

I'm with my twizzy I feel like Yeat

Pull up on yo block with this muhfuckin' bell

I'ma give a nigga hell

Runner Runner cast a spell

Free my niggas out the cage

Free my niggas out the jail

Apple store got a MacBook, you know I ain't with the dell

Got the autotune on, but I'm still singing like Adele

My soul I'll never sell

Go to store on sale

She ain't a damn skater

But she got' ride this rail

I got the gold on, I'm fly

Man I'm feeling like tails

Took my girl to the shop

She got get some new nails

I got a new glock, that sing like

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

I run up on ya block, it sting like

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

I got a new glock, it sing like

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

I run up on ya block, hit a stain like

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

Yeah he gotta new glock, it sing like

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

Yeah he gotta new glock, it sing like

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

Yeah he gotta new glock

He pussy he moved to a new block

Yea then we hit up his new spot

That Draco it go "boop, bop"

Yeah, Uh

Uh, Uh, Uh

In the pussy she go Uh!

Yeah I'm finna make her cum

Yeah nigga you is a bum

Go to school nigga you is dumb

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

Yeah I'm with Swag in this bitch

We swerve in a muhfuckin' Jag' in this bitch

I'm loading a muhfuckin' mag in this bitch

Yeah hitting that girl from the back in this bitch

Yeah hitting that bitch from the back

I'm rich nigga yeah Gucci the bag

Im countin' up all of the muhfuckin' racks

Countin' up all of the muhfuckin' stacks

Yeah, Countin' the muhfuckin' stacks

Spittin' the muhfuckin' facts

Uh, Smoking on muhfuckin' thrax

Yeah, Smokin on all of they packs

Payin' this shit like it's muhfuckin' tax

Yeah, Hit a nigga with a axe

Runnin' this shit like it's muhfuckin' track