Clutchin - JayDaYoungan

Nigga know what the fuck it is

That real jumpman 23 shit

Na matter fact it’s that cougar 23 shit

Bitch I keep the stick up on my waistline

I’ma draw down, I don’t waste time (yeah yeah)

My lil ho keep asking me to make time (yeah)

I tell that lil bitch I’m tryna make mine (yeah yeah)

Walking with them bands stuffed all in my pocket (yeah)

Bitch this too much money to fit in a wallet (yeah)

Standing on the corner used to flip the profit (yeah)

I know Red the Plug, I call that bitch the socket (yeah yeah)

You can try to play and it’s gon' turn out ugly (yeah)

Everybody who be with me really clutchin' (yeah)

We gone’pull up bustin', it ain’t no discussion (yeah)

Famous up the cutter, he gon' leave you musty (rrah rrah)

I got the pack, come and get it

Grams for the ten, I swear it’s that sticky

I’m in the trap, in the trenches

I grind hard just to spin for the penny

My shooter, he clutchin' extensions

Got so many tools think he fuck with the dentist

We gon' see who really with it

When me and my niggas come through your shit spinning

You know I’m that nigga, yeah I do my shit

You drop a diss, we pull up with them sticks

Know they gon' fumble, just send in a blitz (rrrah)

You a lil fan just get off my dick

Tell me why you mad, that’s what I don’t get

But what’s really sad you broke as a bitch

I got the rifle whenever I move

I know they want me on the news

You run up and I’ma give your ass the blues

The AR knock you out your shoes

All of my diamonds they wet like a pool

Try snatch them and you’re getting snoozed

I never applied to none of the rules

Twelfth grade I dropped out of school (damn)

Bitch I keep the stick up on my waistline

I’ma draw down, I don’t waste time (yeah yeah)

My lil ho keep asking me to make time (yeah)

I tell that lil bitch I’m tryna make mine (yeah yeah)

Walking with them bands stuffed all in my pocket (yeah)

Bitch this too much money to fit in a wallet (yeah)

Standing on the corner used to flip the profit (yeah)

I know Red the Plug, I call that bitch the socket (yeah yeah)

You can try to play and it’s gon' turn out ugly (yeah)

Everybody who be with me really clutchin' (yeah)

We gone’pull up bustin', it ain’t no discussion (yeah)

Famous up the cutter, he gon' leave you musty (rrah rrah)