30 Clip, Pt. 2

Whaaaa can you put on thirty clip by Kahleel?
I'm bout to tell you right now bitch you ain't never heard thirty clip?

I'ma show you thirty clip
I come around he simmer down
Nigga's all bark no bite one shot put em' down
He taking quarantine seriously six feet under ground

Right, man find it
Uh, look
Look uh

Put a twelve on his back now that nigga Tom Brady
IU nigga's act like Sean McCoy they always moving shady
Like I'm cheating on my barber always want someone to fade me

But I ain't tryna' fight no more this bitch gone spit like it got rabies
Not on the same team why y'all keep tryna' play with me?
Charged it to the game but nigga's still a pay fee

Thirty clip but I let four off now these bullets a to z
Got my license in PA but I'll still spin the DMV
And ain't talking whips, bitch I'm talking sticks

I be with the same dogs like I'm Michael Vick
I could make you disappear and I ain't talking magic tricks
Ain't know all y'all had veneers these fake smiles make me sick

Nigga's out here slimy tryna' cuff and fuck my other bitch
Ion even care my phone is filled with that bitch sucking dick
They like why your attitude stink cuz I been thru some shit

She like why you mad I called you stink
Because you not my bitch

I'll wipe the whole spot bullets mr clean they bald heads
She said I'm not thot, I'm like what you mean need all head
I'm tryna' get some top then get in your spleen

Im tryna' hug that ass just like your favorite jeans
Fourteen I was trapping, I was packing paper I was stacking
He ain't bout that action, I'ma blast em' split him like a fraction

Nigga's out here acting they just capping they ain't really tapped in
My glock like attachments dress her up
Like that bitch into fashion lets talk

Ohh oh I'm super tuff
Not in the gym but I push weight my pockets getting buff
No longer hoop but if you cross me I could get you plucked

And if I walk you down just now you going up
And like the alphabet before a p you gotta get o
Ion trust a soul don't do ballet but I be on my toes

That calm shit getting old I'll send him high if he try hit me low
I ate enough off trapping now my dawg wan' eat I slid a bowl
You nigga's bitches and it really shows

Can't trust you bitches all you bitches hoes
Ion fucking paint but nigga's know I draw
I feel like clit you nigga's rub me wrong

But y'all be really pussy, sensitive act like a clitoris
Don't make me shoot this shit I'm yelling kobe
Ion plan to miss

I'm ambidextrous start showing I'm switching hands and shit
Don't say you planning shit I'll lay you down
If you tryin' stand on shit

Mh-mh like my bitches thick
Wan' see your ass hang from the side when you just tryna' sit
They like why you like big girls? cuz they love eating dick
They like yea he cold, I ain't even sick

My nigga's dress in bape and they all apes and got banana clips
I put shh in an eight and that hit great
Like I did what's his face

That shit was really punching ain't that something
Turned into a case I punch on who I want
And diss whoever ain't nobody safe

Kilo, kilo leel nigga
Right
Let's talk!