Clean lyrics

[Tory Lanez]
What the f*ck you n*ggas think, think?
b*tch I'm pulling up clean, clean
Pulling up clean

[Verse 1: Lil Rich]
Pulling up clean, need a iced out bust down wrist
Talking bout' Christian Dior, never seen pimpin' like this
Never seen b*tches go crazy
Wait till I hop out the 6
I know, I know, this sh*t is real as it get
This is extravagant, heated leather that's the lavish sh*t
Serenaded by the baddest b*tch, who once told me I ain't have the sh*t
I double park outside the venue like I'm juiced up on some carrot sh*t
See you when I wake up in the morning with some breakfast on some silver platter sh*t

Ah yea, I know she stay down
All them other n*ggas catching fades now, yea
I'm that guy, I'm so live

Lord, Lord
I swear I need to be baptized
She need her ass in the fattest size
She need her toes and her nails painted
You gon' pull up with the flyest clique
Know that your friends gon' be well acquainted
Know you been working that overtime
Get that respect that you do need
Spend it on a n*gga like me
One time I'm too clean

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Girl it ain't nothing to a young rich n*gga just to pull up clean on em
Pullin' up stuntin' on that "f*ck them n*ggas" baby girl put a scene on 'em
All them lil b*tches, so bad, lil b*tch, so bad, put a ring on her
Girl it ain't nothing for a young n*gga pulling up clean on em
I'm pulling up clean, clean
Pulling up clean(with her), clean, clean
What the f*ck you n*ggas think, think?
b*tch I'm pulling up clean, clean
Pulling up clean


[Verse 2: Chaz King]
All of my n*ggas 100 baby
You show me love I appreciate it
I pull up clean, bouta get lit gettin' hella crazy
So bad you need a ring
Maybe its the Maybelline
I do not trust these f*ck n*ggas, most of these n*ggas make believe
How dare they making memes
I get money with my team
(skrt, skrt) Yea, pull up hoe
Hol' up my homies is chasing dreams
Tory Lanez, Stupid G
Young n*ggas we just tryna eat
Listen baby, tell me what you need
If I got it you ain't gotta reach
Hell naw to the no no
You, me, and Henny girl you wanna chill?
Hanging with a n*gga like me is a good feel
Yea you know that we lit
All that ass in them jeans girl, yea you know you the sh*t
Long days, longer night
sh*t can happen if you play it right
Aw man, they acting like they got us right
Tell me why you lying? Why the f*ck is you lying?


[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Girl it ain't nothing to a young rich n*gga just to pull up clean on ya
Pullin' up standing on them f*ck ass n*ggas baby girl put a scene on ya
[?] b*tch so bad, lil b*tch so bad, put a ring on her
Girl it ain't nothing for a young n*gga pulling up clean, I'm pulling up clean, clean
Pulling up clean(with her), clean, clean
What the f*ck you n*ggas think, think?
b*tch I'm pulling up clean, clean
Pulling up clean