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Clover Girl

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Can you hold me down? Catch me out of bounds Huh, what you say, nigga? Baby, I get down and pour up all these drugs It make me open up (I'm up) I love you when I'm high I might say "fuck you" when I sober up (fuck you) 'Fore I walk out the door, make sure my firearm be loaded up (grrt) Niggas hatin' on the kid, mad that I made it But they know what's up (for sure) Same nigga hatin', I grabbed his girlfriend Then clover her (clover) Motion ain't nothin' new, nigga I been crankin' since the Soulja Boy (yeah) He say he the plug I asked around and they don't know the boy (the fuck?) All my engines new, I tap the keyfob Then the motor start (skrrt, skrrt, vroom) 'Fore you take my place, I hugged this seat so long Like Rosa Parks (hugged) Bro beatin' up the trap, the box touchdown So he can't go too far (the fuck?) Sippin' on this Tris, it give me powers I feel like Goku partner (power) Clutchin' on that 9 (go, go) Catch him baseline, and bitch, it's Serge Ibaka (go) Huh, bitch, I'm slammin' that (slam) What's in my pants? The racks (racks) Bubba for the seven, zaza three five I feel like Yay Durant (Yay Durant) What's in my double cup? Bitch, your rent (uh-huh) Keep on playin', I'ma get you spinned (I'ma get you spinned) Talkin' shit, I need a mint (need a mint) Pop a Perc' and beat her back (beat her back) Long live Yurt, I miss my nigga (huh) No yap, wish I can come and get you Why the fuck you don't look like you doin' your picture? (Bitch) Baby girl, take out that filter (bitch) Huh, you need a bag? Then meet me at Dilla (meet me at Dilla) I'm pullin' up 'bout that skrilla (pullin' up 'bout that skrilla) Huh, baby girl sneaky, I call her a lizard My heart cold as a blizzard (my heart cold as a blizzard) Baby, I get down and pour up all these drugs It make me open up (it make me open up) I love you when I'm high I might say, "fuck you" when I sober up (I might say it) 'Fore I walk out the door, make sure my firearm be loaded up (I make sure my firearm be loaded up) Niggas hatin' on the kid, mad that I made it But they know what's up (nigga, fuck you) Baby, I get down and pour up all these drugs It make me open up (huh) I love you when I'm high I might say, "fuck you" when I sober up (I might say it) 'Fore I walk out the door, make sure my firearm be loaded up (grrt) Niggas hatin' on the kid, mad that I made it (niggas know what's up) Just smoked a blunt on FaceTime with lil' Trell Free him up out the joint (free my brother) Baby, this shit serious, I'm in my Amiris I gotta stay on point (point) Huh, I know this my year Damn near all the guys locked up doin' month for month Stackin' up racks, shit day for day Mini micro, bitch, stay out my way (grrt) Every damn day, tryna catch me a play (catch me a play) Every damn day, tryna put up a hundred (put up a hundred) I know she wouldn't like me if it weren't for this money (uh-huh) Phone ring, gotta go bump me a zombie (gotta go bump me a-) I wake up and work. I get paid like Obama I'm knowin' I'm tacky, I'm mixin' designer (mixin' designer) I know it's out there, I just gotta go find it (I did it) You feel me, nigga? I know it's out there Like, no way you can't tell me it ain't over there Just waitin' on you to pull up on it and put it in it Yeah, it's right there waitin' on you, nigga If I just came from this and I got that and— Come on, man, I know it's somethin' else, man No cap, no yap Nigga, just gotta wake up and go get it every day Beat your feet, man. No yap