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eddy baker - clinetele lyrics

[eddy baker]
popular i’m poppin’ b-tch
i’m c-cky and i’m arrogant
rolling up this broccoli im higher than a rocket ship
healthy boyz we dropping hits
you ain’t climbed you stand b-tch
i’m on some super sonic sh-t
popo up and down the block asking i ain’t saying sh-t
posted in the trap
used to flip some packs to pay the rent
only want them dollars i ain’t grinding in designer sh-t
all black hoodie, old as f-ck
kicks look like a piece of sh-t
used to be stuck at the house
but now i’m always taking trips
went beast mode up on the d-mn
i swear that i’m a f-cking pit
got a little buzz now i swear i think that i’m the sh-t
b-tches on the d-ck
n-ggas swear i think that i’m a pimp
f-cked up on some drugs
more than buzzed swear that i’m a trip
posted with some thugs keep the snub burner on the hip
i don’t show no love
real sh-t
that’ll get you k!lled
out here on my lonely so it’s f-ck how a n-gga feel

[hook: eddy baker]
2 qp’s i flipped that myself
n-ggas say they smoking loud and rolling
b-tch you asked the right price b-tch i might sell
cell phone boomin b-tch i got clientele
got clientele got clientele
cell phone boomin b-tch i got clientele
got clientele got clientele
cell phone boomin b-tch i got clientele
got clientele got clientele
cell phone boomin b-tch i got clientele
got clientele got clientele
cell phone boomin b-tch i got clientele

[black smurf]
say it’s a drought in the east but not in my section
[?] finessin’
hold it where my n-gga quick hold don’t charge with possession
where they ain’t even search ya car
that was a blessing
i got plenty clientele [?] to my new commission
now i’m strong boomin hard why i keep up protection
send them shottas to ya spot you get juked just for flenchin’
getcha k!lled in a second keep playing detective
swear if i f-ck with you i f-ck with you the long way
you double cross me then the scene turn into a cold case
i don’t serve no n-gga no bruh you gotta meet me
come try some shista sh-t
you see that thang in 3d
four half an ounces b-tch watch how quick i get rid of this
now i’m the hustle god you just can’t tell em make the sh-t
b-tch you gon’ touch on me tryna see how real n-ggas feel
don’t trust too many hoes cause they plotting to get ya k!lled
so don’t come playing in these streets if you wanna live
número uno to this sh-t don’t bring heat where ya live
playing for fields on the real type sh-t i can’t forgive
they came with bread with two men and that sh-t how it is
on the low and you a ho know that fa sho n-gga
spending money on me ho gon’ wind up broke n-gga
i’m just a hustling -ss dope smoking water [?]
she get a glimpse of black smurf and she expose a n-gga
but on the real i’m just tryna make my money triple
while smoking weed cruising round on a bicycle
these n-ggas mad cause i’m no longer f-cking with em
see it’s just me and my squad screaming f-ck the system

[instrumental breakdown]

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