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maf teeski - clutchin lyrics

[intro]
yeah, with my n+ggas in stu’ (lk, this motherf+cker bang)
ayy, uh, in the stu’ with this drac’
pull up on his ass, ah, go

[chorus]
you ain’t gon’ shoot sh+t (go), why you clutchin’ on the pipe? (why you clutchin’, n+gga?)
on the block late as h+ll, with my n+ggas shootin’ dice (i be with them k!llers)
crackin’ moves as a jit (go), boy, you was punchin’ up on psyches (you was punchin’ up on psyches)
heard the rumor ’round town (nah), “don’t trust teeski, he ain’t right,” uh (you can’t trust that n+gga)
hop out glock 23, he took flight, uh (bah, bah)
glizzy quick to gettin’ to throwin’ punches, this b+tch fight (this b+tch fight)
steady uppin’ that bank roll, go put it up, that sh+t slight (put it up)
drop a four and put that sh+t on just so i can enjoy the night (go)

[verse]
392, we be spinnin’ day to night, uh (spinnin’ day and night)
i might slime you out (slime) just for askin’ for my pipe (just for askin’ for my pipe)
boy, i know your ass a cop (go), you’ll read a n+gga his rights, uh (you’ll read a n+gga his rights)
i’m in the trap (trap), boy, i’m sleepin’ with the mice (boy, i’m sleepin’ with the mice)
we the hottest in the ‘burbs (go) and wе got that sh+t on ice, uh (we got that sh+t on ice)
ain’t tryna talk, your ass bеtter have a pipe (your ass better have a pipe)
heard he got a ticket on him, we hit the lotto, take his life, uh (take his life)
since a kid throw up bs like a hyph, uh (like a hyph)
let a n+gga play (go), send his dumbass to the sky, uh (send his dumbass to the sky)
i’m with the gang (i’m with the gang), rollin’ opps, we gettin’ high, uh (we smokin’ reggie)
one down the middle, fifty+fifty, let’s split the pie, huh (let’s split the pie)
(one down the middle, fifty+fifty, let’s split the pie, huh)
[chorus]
you ain’t gon’ shoot sh+t (go), why you clutchin’ on the pipe? (why you clutchin’, n+gga?)
on the block late as h+ll, with my n+ggas shootin’ dice (i be with them k!llers)
crackin’ moves as a jit (go), boy, you was punchin’ up on psyches (you was punchin’ up on psyches)
heard the rumor ’round town (nah), “don’t trust teeski, he ain’t right,” uh (you can’t trust that n+gga)
hop out glock 23, he took flight, uh (bah, bah)
glizzy quick to gettin’ to throwin’ punches, this b+tch fight (this b+tch fight)
steady uppin’ that bank roll, go put it up, that sh+t slight (put it up)
drop a four and put that sh+t on just so i can enjoy the night (go, i’m fly as h+ll)

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