Clutch
Starrrrrrrr
I got that nigga in my clutch
It ain't even take much
His bitch talking such and such
Bet that bitch won't press his luck
Bout my Franklins like Aretha
Give these niggas no respect
If that nigga acting doggy
We gone send em to the vet
What's Up?
What it do?
(what it is nigga?)
I got the block jumping like a damn kangaroo
I just hit the court, these niggas look like food
6 rings, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar when I'm through (swish)
Bitchhhhh
The club going up on a Tuesday (on a Tuesday)
ILoveMakonnen, tell him I wanna ride his face (I wanna ride it)
Think I want Kyle
Lightskin nigga with the high fade (what?)
I spy with my little eye the next heartbreak
(What the fuck nigga?)
I'm just playing nigga (I'm playing?)
I really want Montero, cause he got all the figures (he got em)
I really want a mansion that's held up by seven pillars
That just went over y'all head like a motherfuckin ceiling
You niggas hate on anything (deadass)
Fuck niggas will say anything (deadass)
For they homie approval
Bet these niggas'll die bout anything (y'all sad)
Mike Tyson in the booth
But I'm Mike Jack with the couth
And I'm Loosey with the screws
For the bullshit I ain't got room
I got that nigga in my clutch
It ain't even take much
His bitch talking such and such
Bet that bitch won't press his luck
Bout my Franklins like Aretha
Give these niggas no respect
If that nigga acting doggy
We gone send em to the vet
I want my diamonds dancing harder
Than MJ moonwalkin in the 80s
Call him Billie Jean
This nigga could never be my baby
I'm a speed demon
I've been passing all these bitches lately
Leaving blood on the dance floor
If he think he can fucking take me
Went stupid on them TikToks
Why the hell I ain't got no wristwatch
Bitches time is really ticking
I call these dumb bitches minions
Without filter, skin still glow
Yes I laugh, cause hoes a joke
Best in dumb, hoes is a pro
Ain't talking speed, these bitches slow
I got that nigga in my clutch
It ain't even take much
His bitch talking such and such
Bet that bitch won't press his luck
Bout my Franklins like Aretha
Give these niggas no respect
If that nigga acting doggy
We gone send em to the vet
I got that nigga in my clutch
It ain't even take much
His bitch talking such and such
Bet that bitch won't press his luck
Bout my Franklins like Aretha
Give these niggas no respect
If that nigga acting doggy
We gone send em to the vet
What's Up?
What it do?
(what it is nigga?)
I got the block jumping like a damn kangaroo
I just hit the court, these niggas look like food
6 rings, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar when I'm through (swish)
Bitchhhhh
The club going up on a Tuesday (on a Tuesday)
ILoveMakonnen, tell him I wanna ride his face (I wanna ride it)
Think I want Kyle
Lightskin nigga with the high fade (what?)
I spy with my little eye the next heartbreak
(What the fuck nigga?)
I'm just playing nigga (I'm playing?)
I really want Montero, cause he got all the figures (he got em)
I really want a mansion that's held up by seven pillars
That just went over y'all head like a motherfuckin ceiling
You niggas hate on anything (deadass)
Fuck niggas will say anything (deadass)
For they homie approval
Bet these niggas'll die bout anything (y'all sad)
Mike Tyson in the booth
But I'm Mike Jack with the couth
And I'm Loosey with the screws
For the bullshit I ain't got room
I got that nigga in my clutch
It ain't even take much
His bitch talking such and such
Bet that bitch won't press his luck
Bout my Franklins like Aretha
Give these niggas no respect
If that nigga acting doggy
We gone send em to the vet
I want my diamonds dancing harder
Than MJ moonwalkin in the 80s
Call him Billie Jean
This nigga could never be my baby
I'm a speed demon
I've been passing all these bitches lately
Leaving blood on the dance floor
If he think he can fucking take me
Went stupid on them TikToks
Why the hell I ain't got no wristwatch
Bitches time is really ticking
I call these dumb bitches minions
Without filter, skin still glow
Yes I laugh, cause hoes a joke
Best in dumb, hoes is a pro
Ain't talking speed, these bitches slow
I got that nigga in my clutch
It ain't even take much
His bitch talking such and such
Bet that bitch won't press his luck
Bout my Franklins like Aretha
Give these niggas no respect
If that nigga acting doggy
We gone send em to the vet
Credits
Writer(s): Montreo Sapp
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