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Clap For Me
Fulcrum
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BlakKat did that
Fulcrum's a codename we give to our secret informants
Yeah
I'm just runnin' money
Codeine in my tummy
She just wanna fuck me
No, you cannot touch me
Do you really love me?
Do you really love me?
Ball out and I'm cutting
Turned nothing into something
So much paper like a mummy
You a bum, lookin' crummy (Bum)
Uh
Sippin' somethin', feelin' lovely
Off the drugs, sing a melody
I don't think they feelin' me
I don't think they feelin' me, nah
Used to laugh, now they clap for me
Yeah, I'm blowin' dope
She just wanna go
Buyin' all the foreign clothes
I done went across thะต globe
Yeah she ridะต, now rock some shows (rock out)
Makin' money, take some mo'
Smokin' blunts, I'll face some mo'
Tatooine is where I'm from
Yodieland is where I'm from (Yodieland is where I'm from)
She said, "Fulcrum, I'ma cum"
Got a saber, not a gun
I feel like the chosen one (Facts)
Makin' money, skip the club (Facts)
Sippin' Hen, he throwin' up
Sippin' Tris inside my cup
With the Wock, it fill me up
I don't think they hear me, nah, ah, uh (You a bitch)
I don't think they hear me
I don't think they hear me
I don't think they hear me
I got codeine in my kidney (ahh, ahhh)
You're just what I wanted
Wock, no Robitussin
She got hella bodies
Everyone she's fuckin' (Fuckin')
Makin' racks, no chump shit (Chump shit)
Sippin', I won't chug it
Nobody, I'm trustin'
Used to overlook us
Now they wanna hug meh (Hug meh)
All these hoes wan' fuck meh (Fuck meh)
No, I cannot trust them (Trust them)
Sippin' with my brethren (Ah, ah)
Blowin' on the bud again (Ah, ah)
New chick and I'm fuckin' it (Ah, ah)
I just poured a three of Tris
Hit the plug he's treating meh
Please though, don't put three in it
Baby girl, she's freakin' it
Hit me up, she's leavin' it
I'm tryna find the reasonin'
Gettin' mo' cash, I'm needin' it
I'm just runnin' money
Codeine in my tummy
She just wanna fuck me
No, you cannot touch me
Do you really love me?
Do you really love me?
Ball out and I'm cutting
Turned nothing into something
So much paper like a mummy
You a bum lookin' crummy (Fuckin' bum)
Uh
Sippin' somethin', feelin' lovely
Off the drugs, sing a melody
I don't think they feelin' me
I don't think they feelin' me, nah
Used to laugh now they clap for me
Walk in the
Yodieland shit
Fulcrum come in, yuuup
Yodie gang
Best believe it mothafucka
Holy tits
Faded, simple
Fulcrum
Come on, stop fucking playin', bum ahh
Brush yo teeth, bum
And I'm still out here doin' the same shit, you feel me
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