
letra de clock it - seventhirtyatmorning
i don’t feel anything
[hook]
[?]
i don’t wanna meet your mans
[?] cold, d-mn near froze my neck
all that smoke is up, but if they want it, clock it
i tried to go the peaceful route but it just wasn’t no stopping
i had to pour up [?] my codeine [?]
they seen the .40 sticking out my jeans, they want no problems
and she’s a 10, and that’s for sure, but she gon’ eat mcdonalds
that little chicken spot around the block [?]
[verse 1]
she eat me up like i’m some food and i’m just counting commas
this b-tch a sl-t and now she wanna act like the dalai lama
[?]
i stay calm when it go rough, the last thing you should do is panic
that hoe gave me her whole head [?]
when she want somе d-ck, she don’t just hit my phone, on bro, she spins
i won’t post no b-tch, shе say “you on your phone but you can’t answer”
i said “b-tch you made my bones weak, like you was some d-mn cancer”
[hook]
[?]
i don’t wanna meet your mans
[?] cold, d-mn near froze my neck
all that smoke is up, but if they want it, clock it
i tried to go the peaceful route but it just wasn’t no stopping
[verse 2]
please no photos i don’t feel well
i can’t tell if it’s you or the drugs that’s worser for my health
i gotta scratch [?] sh-t off [?] b-tch [?] go to h-ll
how you gon’ get it together, you want me forever, but you wouldn’t [?]
[?] blue bucks
i don’t give a f-ck about life, my diamonds is white, the b-tches [?] ku klux
my molly [?] white but drank is purple not green [?]
thought it was gon’ make me feel better but i [?]
penthouse, dtla, i’m [?], why the h-ll i still feel numb?
bad as h-ll, i f-cked a hoe real quick, i don’t care if she cum
i’m on sh-t right now, i’m tweaking, this not normally how i run it
i gotta face this sh-t, i go however it is, however it come
whatever slide my way i got it, i gotta have faith in myself
i be feeling like sh-t too much for me, but i still find a way out
i be feeling like i can’t muscle it, but i’m flexing sh-t right now
i shouldn’t have invested in that b-tch she turned out south
and that hoe real wicked, she know her p-ssy hold powers
when i touch that ticket, i don’t want [?]
[hook]
[?]
i don’t wanna meet your mans
[?] cold, d-mn near froze my neck
all that smoke is up, but if they want it, clock it
i tried to go the peaceful route but it just wasn’t no stopping
i had to pour up [?] my codeine [?]
they seen the .40 sticking out my jeans, they want no problems
and she’s a 10, and that’s for sure, but she gon’ eat mcdonalds
that little chicken spot around the block [?]
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