Yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it doing it's feel?
Alright
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why, why, why, why
This the life I chose
Call me Clint, that's in the street
Cause I'ma wipe your nose
I'ma get you gone
22 for this, it's out again, it's stupid strong
I just set up traps
Like it's home alone
We got lots of scraps, I double tap to get you gone
Still remember when the feds rented my Memphis home
Heard my line tap, I switched up T-Mobile phones
They ran in the sleeping spot
Bitch, that's the wrong home
Cuff off the bean bag
Eyes look like honeycomb
And I got mob time
Eyes, like I'm honeycomb
And I got mob ties
Like I'm Al Capone
These niggas McDonald fries a dollar just to get them gone
A cop can't ask me for ID
I am not the driver
Never threw a pitch for MFB
But you know I'm a slider
Bitch, I'm sending dread to all my niggas and to riders
Spelling Lord with the grapes
I guess I turned into a baller
Face, I leave them no ID
Like restricted callers
Really, don't be phoning the internet
I leave it to the bloggers
2014, I was banging
I can sit up all day in my jog
I swear them niggas didn't wanna see me in that parlor
I'm crib, niggas
This the life I chose
Call me Clint, they send us free
Cause I'm a wiping nose
I'ma get you gone
22 for this, it's I that get me stupid sprung
I just set up trap
Like it's home alone
This the life I chose
Call me Clint, they send us free
Cause I'm a wiping nose
I'ma get you gone
22 for this, it's I that get me stupid sprung
I just set up trap
Like it's home alone
What?
What?
Home alone
What?
What?
See I'm gone
Off of phone
It is dawn
What is wrong with these pussy ass niggas?
Yeah!
Yeah!
Clint!
Clint!
Clint!
Clint!
Hey!
Yeah!
Say...
F**king time out niggas
Fah!