CLUTCH lyrics

[Intro]
(Ramey, that's expensive)

[Verse: MBNel]
Circle known for spinnin', its some hats that got tapped
Way before the rap they was known for doin' that
I'm in the Cat doin' laps 'round the city, he's so fast
Tried to run, he got maxxed, bullets infiltrate his back, momma
I'm so good now, 'member I was doin' bad
High limit credit cards, Ion't even carry cash
Used to handing fronts out, never ask it back
Took advantage of that, now I ignore them when they ask
I got money and power, f*ck all the clout, that won't last
f*ck the IRS, owe a couple hunnid thousand on tax
He askin' for packs, pulled White Rabbit out the hat
Throw 'еm in the air, I'm just hopin' that they land
I went from, gangbangin' and robbin, to tryna rap
From rappеr to trapper, tryna be a businessman
Told brother just stay down, it's all a part of the plan
And if he don't understand, got somethin' to knock him out his stance
Bad b*tch tryna knock me out my pants
Now my arms strong, I got pull, call me Lance
Hunnid thousand on my jewelry just to watch them b*tches dance
Get a load, it's a score, catch his load and it's a wrap
Watch what you say, three phones but I bet two of 'em tapped
They took Maccin', they took Spazzz, same week someone got grabbed
RIP Choke, RIP Blacc, we trippin' all over that
In a 63 Benz, 'member drivin' minivans
I been all over the world, passport covered up in stamps
First class poppin' xanz, I woke up on different land
I got my front, I need my bruddas to watch my back
Duck low when the 8 in the building, they catchin' hats
Lil baby actin' shy, but off the liquor she a sav
Runnin' laps around you b*tches, I got muscles on my calves
All that ass, she can't fit inside her pants
Do yo dance, do yo dance, I'm tryna see you throw it back
If there's business to stand on, I got my toes in it
Them poles never touched flesh, they just pose with it
My name good, I got credit, get a loan with it
Thang so wet, need life vests just to float in it
Glock 22 with a switch, tryna blow with it
They treat my business like a line, they got they nose in it
I can't, trust bro 'cause he froze with it
And I'm not into chasin' clout because I know there ain't no cho in it
Ay this b*tch sound like a .40 the way she clap cheeks
Make a call, my brothers steppin' like a stampede
Ay sit your ass down if you don't understand me
Brother go ape sh*t with this fully, chimpanzee
Grown man, that chimney sh*t don't excite me
Business meetings, I'm pullin' up in a white tee
I am not a Hotboii, I'm too icy
You'll never catch me out of bounds, I'm not Kyrie
This b*tch live two lives like she Miley
Don't announce yo moves, do it in silence
All that di*k-riding, suckas gon' need a license
Said he lookin' for me? Need a jet just to find me
I ain't worried 'bout no Ls, turn it to lessons
Woulda been touched every continent by now if I weren't a felon
Watch them snakes in the grass, they'll bite when they're jealous
It don't matter about your product, it's about how you sell it, ay