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clutchdakidd – grand prix lyrics

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yeah aye yeah
chorus:2x
zooming in a rari grand prix
hoes on my d-ck wanna trap me
hit up the gucci im spazzin
flooded the watch vvs it’s nasty

messenger bag got them racks in
plug hit me up got them packs in
4,000 dollars worth of baggage
f-ck being broke b-tch i’m tryna live lavish

verse:
i cannot f-ck wit no hater especially can’t f-ck wit no fake
n-gga switch sides h-lla quickly my n-gga had turned to a snake
whenever i get a bag first thing i’m coppin is a wraith
grand prix motor vehicle n-gga this sh-t got no brakes

leopard mink in the summer time don’t give a f-ck about how hot it is
cuz the motives i got in my f-ckin mind man this drip gonna help me stay cool n sh-t
keep my eyes open for the n-ggas plotting cuz these n-ggas gonna get popped n sh-t
don’t you ever test my f-ckin loyalty i ain’t never been yo f-ckin opp ya b-tch

designer down to the f-ckin socks
run up on a check b-tch yeah i buy a lot
sneakers chanel goyard is the bag you broke n-gga know this sh-t cost a lot
all you n-ggas always cappin go ahead and cop a blunt instead of buying rock
soon as we get sent the addy my n-ggas and me we gon let thah t big choppa talk

chorus:2x
zooming in a rari grand prix
hoes on my d-ck wanna trap me
hit up the gucci im spazzin
flooded the watch vvs it’s nasty

messenger bag got them racks in
plug hit me up got them packs in
4,000 dollars worth of baggage
f-ck being broke b-tch i’m tryna live lavish

verse:
get a bag secure the sh-t make it big
i ain’t never poppin no f-ckin cig
audemar ap that sh-t on my wrist
put this on everything i ain’t wifing no trick

i don’t know why n-ggas gettin mad
maybe cuz im working for my bag
f-ck a learners permit whip a jag
shoutout cuzzo ysl taz

f-ck the waiting ima get it now
always dreamt performing front of crowds
gas it got me higher than the clouds
i ain’t worried bout you talking down

pop a p-ssy n-gga like a xan
b-tch you better know that i’m the man
frying cooking up just like a pan
getting all this money is my plan

red face rollie tick tock
wrist locked and you know i whip up the pot
h-ll cat made the sh-t a coupe all i had to do is take off the top
vvs in my pointers copying the drip my n-gga yeah you better stop
got a f-ckin n-gga scary yeah b-tch i stay ready i pull up like dwayne the rock
yeah

- clutchdakidd lyrics

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