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babys world - clutching lyrics

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[intro]
shh
stood on mine
hundred times a hundred sh+t
look

[verse]
i seen my dog spend his last on a b+tch, it was hurtful (hurt)
knowin’ she a ho, i think he did it for a purpose (ha)
but he treat her like a goat, he just tryna get her fertile (why?)
last n+gga used to beat her, i know some n+ggas really struggle (shh)
i’m a real big cheater, b+tch gotta be conceited (yeah)
the richest b+tch, you won’t need her, thirty thousand on her cleavage
i’ll tell a b+tch to beat it if she play her role wrong (bye)
yеah, that sh+t just really happened, so i put it in a song (facts)
rеal n+gga since the womb, you should feel it in my bones (yeah)
made forty in a week, did it off of three phones (racks)
youngest n+gga with an m, i be givin’ n+ggas loans
you know they jumpin’ out the gym, we can really get it on (shh)
i be buyin’ b+tches bags, you be buyin’ b+tches thongs (broke+ass n+gga)
you be f+ckin’ ’round with strags, i keep a b+tch like nia long (ha)
unc’ pullin’ out the bricks, i’m just tryna get a ton (ton)
man, these b+tches ain’t sh+t, they be with you for your run (yeah)
i know some b+tches really trickin’, they can never get a hun’ (shh)
i know some b+tches really get it, they just wanna have a son (yeah)
i know some n+ggas really pimpin’, makin’ millions in the slums
we the youngest n+ggas gettin’ it, yeah, we f+ck with golden sun
that n+gga gary have you drippin’, he don’t f+ck around with bums (nope)
i can take hutch a ticket, diamonds bigger than some puns (ha)
yeah, this weed real sticky, yeah, we call it honey bun (sticky)
i can feel ’em tryna get me, so i’m clutchin’ on my gun
if a n+gga try to rob me, you better go with first mind (b+tch)
first goal was a hundred, this the third or fourth time (yeah)
i was young with some singles, yeah, i thought i was the sh+t (boss)
tell ’em, “pay me all in pringles,” i’m in love with them chips (racks)
we call bad b+tches demons, the devil jumpin’ on my d+ck (huh)
my last b+tch still singin’, i should’ve cheated on you, b+tch (yeah)
a n+gga phone still ringin’, i just made another flip (shh)
i’m in love with that lean, but i hate bustin’ ‘scripts
i’m in love with that cheese, yeah, i love buyin’ drip (rolls)
n+ggas lookin’ for them zprinklez, i need fifty+six
bro, that work’ll make you twinkle, it’ll leave a n+gga stiff (dummy)
this n+gga b+tch keep winkin’, i just blew the b+tch a kiss (yeah)
huh, trey got the ‘bows, he on overload (all facts)
huh, tay b got a show, i’m bringin’ all the hoes (we gon’ get it)
b+tch, baby money geeked, he a rolling stone (we with it)
huh, n+ggas love to tweet, but they ain’t never on
shh, reg dropped a kit, mixin’ wock’ and red
huh, pounds runnin’ out the door like they got some legs
ayy, if n+ggas wanna beef, hit you on your street (shh)
huh, get your ass beat, put you on a tee
huh, let a n+gga tweet, we gon’ hit his peak (let him)
i don’t f+ck around with sheep, b+tch, we play for keeps (huh)
[outro]
(you recordin’, smerf?)



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