CLUBTOUR

Ready
The one time I went up in Jersey was family funeral
No wonder I'm deading the beat
Came in and I saw them faces then dipped
When I'm famous maybe I will exist
Pop at your face and then slide for a check but never a chick ain't heard about 'em
Rather go to da York with da shorties in rick flexing fashion I'm sure to scout 'em
Hey
Ok
Dishing shit out like I'm cleaning da plate
Hey
Ok fishing for clout is y'all seeming less trait
Look it you peeping da pace
If you from Philly you shake it to shake
If you for really you making some bank, gangsta ok
Aye, I'm making some guala our shows is so proper I hope y'all allow me to flex
Heard in Atlanta y'all checking ya necks
Heard that London got some niggas who step
bishop got sent up to space
Imma be with him too I got some bentleys to race skrt
We too cold with da tapes brrr
Ukiyo he so cold
Beantown shit how it go
Ridin' round wit da bro

Hollon what?
I took your bitch on a club tour, she said she feelin' the beat
Shake them hips mami aye aye
I ain't never been to jersey before, but when I pull up
Ima make the shit rock rock rock rock n roll
We got the city on lock lock lock we on go
Baby move that thang, she shake that shit like a pro
And she secretive, doin' shit that no one knows yeah
I'm from the bean niggas know how we livin'
Heard in New York they be movin' it different
Jersey girls know just how to rock
Up in the Yams niggas know that I'm pimpin'
We in the party we pickin' it up, they shut the shit down niggas that we different
Shorty said she wanna go to the club
They playin' this song everybody gon' listen yuh

Okay
Brodie said to step
For the shorties who shaking and niggas who said that we next
One love if you getting money
Yo, one love if you getting money
Tired of niggas who not cause they wasting time in my face
Like they ain't never seen no trendsetters
Clubtour to make the ends better
Word to the birds we can make a hit
On today's episode
Shake that shit (yeah shake that shit)
For folks who slide to functions back to back
I got yo back with this
Beantown on that Jersey mix
Hated what they tried to serve me with
Pennies was poor and I needed paper
Playin the coast, it's NY for the caper
Hear that? real sturdy
Real facts, this for the fiends
Up in the spot mad late, tell em all Press Play
This is all part of serving
Dope man, you heard me
Club tour on the world scene
Press Play
You heard me



Credits
Writer(s): Mckenley Theodat
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