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[intro]
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)

[chorus]
rob a n-gga bare face, no mask
i don’t give a f-ck, put the cash in the bag
i pulled up with a stick then pulled off real fast
n-ggas think they the sh-t but they rеally be ass
12 lookin’ for me, i’m doin’ the dash
it’s a cpn, givе a f-ck if i crash
i’m rollin’ off x, i just took a dab
i’m high as f-ck, it’s makin’ me laugh
i’m in new york, you can get stabbed
i’m in la with a glock on my lap
i’m in the a with a glock on my lap
keep my glock every day anywhere i can have it
i keep my glock on me, i treat it like a bad b-tch
i keep me a glock, i can’t go out sad, b-tch
the last n-gga that ain’t have it ain’t live another day to grasp it
[verse]
i clutch on whoever look at me (i clutch every day)
i clutch on whoever look at me (i clutch every day, what the)
i clutch on whoever look at me
i clutch on whoever look at me
move wrong, you know i’ma shoot
i keep me a stick, i keep me a groot
i’m totin’ a k, ain’t talkin’ kahoot
i f-ck on your bae, i f-ck on your boo
these n-ggas be (no), i mean they be fruit
dressin’ formal today, got a raf simons suit
you know my kicks maison mihara too
it’s bottega or rick when i’m rockin’ some boots
i rock this sh-t, make it look cool
you rock this sh-t, make it look p–p (eugh)
your fit ain’t nothin’, my fit somethin’ to do
that b-tch ain’t nothin’, she smash the whole crew
lil’ b-tch, i ain’t done, lil’ b-tch, i ain’t through
after we catch ’em lackin’, we catchin’ you too
all you can hear is “doo-doo-doo-doo-doo”
you can run, you can hide but we slidin’ on you
send a guy in the sky and he glidin’ on you
do whatever it take to get the job through
there go 12, i’m like “aw, shoot”
if they trail, we gon’ all shoot
[chorus]
rob a n-gga bare face, no mask
i don’t give a f-ck, put the cash in the bag
i pulled up with a stick then pulled off real fast
n-ggas think they the sh-t but they really be ass
12 lookin’ for me, i’m doin’ the dash
it’s a cpn, give a f-ck if i crash
i’m rollin’ off x, i just took a dab
i’m high as f-ck, it’s makin’ me laugh (what the)
i’m in new york, you can get stabbed
i’m in la with a glock on my lap
i’m in the a with a glock on my lap
keep my glock every day, anywhere i can have it
i keep my glock on me, i treat it like a bad b-tch
i keep me a glock, i can’t go out sad, b-tch
the last n-gga that ain’t have it ain’t live another day to grasp it

[outro]
i clutch on whoever look at me (i clutch every day)
i clutch on whoever look at me (i clutch every day)
i clutch on whoever look at me (i clutch every day)
i clutch on whoever look at me (i clutch every day)

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