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brownboy - clutchin lyrics

[intro]
why they—
box
step, step, step
step, step, step, step

[chorus]
we them n+ggas that turn nothin’ to somethin’
you don’t gotta ask me, you know that i’m clutchin’
you don’t gotta ask me, you know what i’m tumpin’
i went and got me a whole lotta ricks
everyday man, i’m takin’ them risks
opp thot, she lovin’ the drip
walked up on him and took off his wrist

[verse 1]
ah, oh why they talkin’ like they spillin’
they ain’t doin’ nothin’
glock 27, i’m tryna go hunting (hunting)
he seen the shiesty and he started runnin’ (runnin’)
this ain’t a party if i don’t bring the gun in
she in the hotel in london like tipton
33 shots why the testin’ my pippen?
bag on his māthā, we went and flipped him
get your favourite rapper, now that boy limpin’
when i got my thirty, i went and rinsed it
he got caught by the bwoydem and he started singing
if i can’t beat the case it’s conditional sentence
it could be any weather, you know that i’m grinchin’
get to this money like it’s a addiction
ain’t cappin’ in rap so you better listen
ain’t cappin’ in rap so you better listen
[chorus]
we them n+ggas that turn nothin’ to somethin’
you don’t gotta ask me, you know that i’m clutchin’
you don’t gotta ask me, you know what i’m tumpin’
i went and got me a whole lotta ricks (rackades)
everyday man, i’m takin’ them risks
opp thot, she lovin’ the drip
walked up on him and took off his wrist (and took off his wrist)

[verse 2]
call up trix, you know that we steppin’
whole lotta tools in this car we gon’ drench him
they don’t get get back for their brethrens (they don’t)
last n+gga got done disrespectful
21 on the scene like tim duncan
how the f+ck you goin’ out with extendo (how?)
like we the one’s switch up rentals
fast car, cut the curb in the lambo
she got bbl now so she twerkin’ (twerkin’)
i got a switch on the back, know it’s workin’ (it is)
my lil’ cro in the trap and he’s servin’ (yeah)
ot with a pack with no service (yeah)
i hope n0body notice (no)
beam on the glock, they said aim where his nose is
air it out on the front where his folks live
give a n+gga a face lift
[chorus]
we them n+ggas that turn nothin’ to somethin’
you don’t gotta ask me, you know that i’m clutchin’
you don’t gotta ask me, you know what i’m tumpin’
i went and got me a whole lotta ricks (rackades)
everyday man, i’m takin’ them risks (risks)
opp thot, she lovin’ the drip (drip)
walked up on him and took off his wrist

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