Clockwork
The days move fast when you look at the clock bitch
No more time I don't got any option but to get these benji's
Bunch of zeros
Life's a movie, like De Niro
Not a worry when I roll my green up
Pass it off we gonna catch a feelin'
Drunk as fuck girl, I did not mean that
When I said "your friend's a 3"
Look, aye
I'm not a rapper but I gotta spit some shit
Life by the balls finna twist it up in public
Skinny motherfucker whatcu lookin' at son bitch?
Hop on the beat and I ride feelin' so sick
Bong in my hand, slice on the other
Lookin' for a little bit of butter, maybe from your mother
Or someone else but I doubt it
What the fuck you gonna do about it?
So are you really all about it or not?
Are you really all about it or not?
Are you really all about it or not?
A dream so big it feel like I'm in a car chase
Right downtown, next to all the apartments
Where they sellin' Mary
Mary wanna
Come home with me
And have some fun
I was open
Any moment
She gonna slide
Right on my dick
Wasn't the best, I must admit
When it comes to this kind of thing
Don't fuck around and pretend you didn't do it for the money
Lotta regrets, you got me feelin' kinda funny
Simple as that, it's a fact for upskirts and nail polish
The internet would not have hurt my wallet (yea)
But I digress I wanna feel like a man
So come in close and lemme hit it from the back
A big ass world i'm in yours while you count your bread
Really hopin' it'll be worth it in the end
So are you really all about it or not?
Are you really all about it or not?
Are you really all about it or not?
No more time I don't got any option but to get these benji's
Bunch of zeros
Life's a movie, like De Niro
Not a worry when I roll my green up
Pass it off we gonna catch a feelin'
Drunk as fuck girl, I did not mean that
When I said "your friend's a 3"
Look, aye
I'm not a rapper but I gotta spit some shit
Life by the balls finna twist it up in public
Skinny motherfucker whatcu lookin' at son bitch?
Hop on the beat and I ride feelin' so sick
Bong in my hand, slice on the other
Lookin' for a little bit of butter, maybe from your mother
Or someone else but I doubt it
What the fuck you gonna do about it?
So are you really all about it or not?
Are you really all about it or not?
Are you really all about it or not?
A dream so big it feel like I'm in a car chase
Right downtown, next to all the apartments
Where they sellin' Mary
Mary wanna
Come home with me
And have some fun
I was open
Any moment
She gonna slide
Right on my dick
Wasn't the best, I must admit
When it comes to this kind of thing
Don't fuck around and pretend you didn't do it for the money
Lotta regrets, you got me feelin' kinda funny
Simple as that, it's a fact for upskirts and nail polish
The internet would not have hurt my wallet (yea)
But I digress I wanna feel like a man
So come in close and lemme hit it from the back
A big ass world i'm in yours while you count your bread
Really hopin' it'll be worth it in the end
So are you really all about it or not?
Are you really all about it or not?
Are you really all about it or not?
Credits
Writer(s): Jakob Bresnig
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