clapped up - seventhirtyatmorning lyrics
[intro]
(d*mn, uh)
(aye)
(uh*uh*uh)
i don’t feel anything
(uh*uh*uh)
(yeah*yeah*yeah)
(yeah*yeah*yeah)
(sh*t*sh*t*sh*t, yeah*yeah*yeah)
(yeah*yeah*yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, switch on the glock, can’t miss him
one 10*shot, p*ssy n*gga tryna mess up
steady chrome hearts lens, i seem rich
pouring it sideways, ask your b*tch up
don’t be sad lil’ ho, pick your lip up
running them racks, make you feel better
d*mn, i’m so icy, i just might skate, i’m gone
yeah, i see none, appreciate the effort
rp gang, my diamond like the death star
when you got a problem, call me like lеster
when you got a problem, spеak up, don’t fess up
what it means to you, don’t speak, it ain’t impressive
he talk hot sauce like we won’t ketchup
tell p*ssy n*gga: “go ahead, get your racks up”
tell p*ssy n*gga: “if it’s smoke, then at us”
tell p*ssy n*gga: “shut up and get clapped up”, uh
[verse]
that go run*tun*tun
i’m one of the n*ggas that by they money
trackhawk loud, it’s fun, it don’t crack, it’s like a hum, yeah
n*ggas ain’t ’bout sh*t, huh
sit in they house, no, they don’t want it
they wanna don’t fool with you ’cause you fool with us
okay, i get it (i get it)
take a b*tch off the market after i wine and dine and hit
shouldn’t have step over, okay, it’s true, it’s true
my opps feeling different, they don’t wanna f*ck with you
she d*mn near a mini*me
we throw thousands at the strip, together we don’t need to show no id
we f*ck ho’s together, concave together, i’m happy as can be
i’m in shape, i’m better when i’m high and fresh off pouring up 4’s of lean
i’m in [?]
i only compete with lil’ me
i’m on the belly, i’m off a tesla, fried as f*ck [?]
we got glockies on our hampers
i want peace, b*tch, let me be
i don’t wanna talk, i just want sleep
i’m in the stars smoking a g
i can’t even f*cking believe that you do me like you did
i’m not in so you could put that bullsh*t that you put on me, you b*tch
[chorus]
yeah, switch on the glock, can’t miss him
one 10*shot, p*ssy n*gga tryna mess up
steady chrome hearts lens, i seem rich
pouring it sideways, ask your b*tch up
don’t be sad lil’ ho, pick your lip up
running them racks, make you feel better
d*mn, i’m so icy, i just might skate, i’m gone
yeah, i see none, appreciate the effort
rp gang, my diamond like the death star
when you got a problem, call me like lester
when you got a problem, speak up, don’t fess up
what it means to you, don’t speak, it ain’t impressive
he talk hot sauce like we won’t ketchup
tell p*ssy n*gga: “go ahead, get your racks up”
tell p*ssy n*gga: “if it’s smoke, then at us”
tell p*ssy n*gga: “shut up and get clapped up”, uh
[outro]
(clapped up, clapped up)
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