Clap It Up ft. Ybl Dom

Ain't no tellin' what the Lord got planned for a n***a

I just hope he bringin' money, talkin' five to six figures

Brody facin' thirty-five, but he'll never switch, n***a

All my young'uns chasin' bread, that's what I love to see, n***a

Ayy, we don't need a caution sign, cause we still slimy when it's dry

Came out the womb ready to grind, but you came out tryna rely

Ain't never been up in my shoes, that's why we don't see eye-to-eye

Been feelin' like them n****s plottin', but it's hard to slime a sign

We knock off your main killer, or your main n***a

You can't run from me when I get to squeezin' this fuckin' trigger