Wwscd

Ringin round my head like
What would Sammy clay do
Treat her like a queen
One day she finna hate you
This the type of shit that all my fans go relate to
Thinkin out loud like
What would Sammy clay do

Shawty say she love me but I ain't say it back yet
Shawty said she want me, say she ain't finna cap, yeah
Shawty payin' for me with a card, sayin Cashapp
This the type of shit that I ain't mad
I just laugh at

Hah

Who finna let Sammy clay fuck they friends
Who finna let Sammy lay in the Benz
Who finna let Sammy clay in the Westin
Findin a girl: big breasted
Smoking a bowl: yes lit
Finna cough, put my chest in
Got that Dollars and gold as my spendings

Crushed up: I'm dazed
Tell these hoes learn they place
Smoke it blow it in her face
Memory go erased
Sammy C going places
Mind runin like a race
And
I'm feelin displaced

Tokin today
You should stay
Up in yo lane
All of these rappers
They cold and they fake
All of the trappin'
It goes to the lames
Most of the music that I hear today
It's all Sammy clay
It's all going main
It's all goin', blowin', and showin' these hoes what I claim
IDEK
I'm Sammy Clay

Ringin round my head like
What would Sammy clay do
Treat her like a queen
One day she finna hate you
This the type of shit
That all my fans go relate to
Thinkin out loud like
What would Sammy clay do

Yeah

Shawty like my song, she gone sing it to
Face
Took another puff after i dab, i be
Blazed
I'ma keep it real, all you motherfuckers
Fake
You can call me Simon, she gone do just what I
Say

Shawty act Italian, she break another
Plate
Sammy tone it down, I just wanna find my
Fate
Thought I told you all, said my life is
Pain
Thought I told you all, said my life is
Pain

You cannot hurt me
You are not worthy
I be gettin wordy
Moving around the country
Second home turn key
Heard your shawty love me
Can't believe she heard me
Can't believe it's working
I'm showin up cause I wanted this
I'm disregarding the
Fakes and the phonies

Blow money that mean you ain't get no smoke
Shawty really wanna ride me like a damn strip pole
If this is your chick, come and get your ho
Light my joint then I pack my bowl
Ima smoke this green like its fuckin legal

Ringin round my head like
What would Sammy clay do
Treat her like a queen
One day she finna hate you
This the type of shit
That all my fans go relate to
Thinkin out loud like
What would Sammy clay do

Ringin round my head like
What would Sammy clay do
Treat her like a queen
One day she finna hate you
This the type of shit
That all my fans go relate to
Thinkin out loud like
What would Sammy clay do

Ringin round my head like
What would Sammy clay do
Treat her like a queen
One day she finna hate you
This the type of shit
That all my fans go relate to
Thinkin out loud like
What would Sammy clay do

What would he do
She finna hate you
Go relate to
What would Sammy Clay do?



Credits
Writer(s): Sammy Clay, Samuel Arthur Clay
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