Never Clear lyrics

[Intro]
Uh-huh
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Yeah (Woo, whole lotta, whole lotta woo)
Whole lotta, whole lotta woo (Woo, Woo)
Wait, wait, hol' on (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Superfly, Mr. [?] (Mr. [?])
Beat the pus*y, I ain't duckin' (I ain't duckin')
Too high (High), pelican (Pelican)
Baddie (Baddie), elegant (Elegant)
No Rollie (No Rollie), skeleton (Skeleton)
Mike Amiri wit' the Vetements (Wit' the Vetements)
Ice out (Ice out), freezer (Freezer)
I get her wet, Katrina (Katrina)
One shot (Shot), tipsy (Tipsy)
Two shots (Shots), mixy (Mixy)
Bad b*tch, named Trixie (Named Trixie)
And she wanna know how to drizzy (How to drizzy)

[Verse]
Don't make me call up Trizzy (Call up Trizzy)
He gonna aim for your kidney (Paow, paow)
You don't want smoke, chimney
Rappin' and trappin' till I get a milly
n*ggas eatin' in front of me and ask for handouts
I got a buzz, it wasn't planned out
We got the drop, camp out
Shoot 'em from far, man down
You gon' see red, no Redemption
Duppy up it with perfection
30 on me for protection
n*ggas hatin', they see progression
I got shooters like a gym (Gym)
Bad b*tches in my DM (In my DM), uh
Coupe roof panoramic
Freak b*tch acrobatic
Talk sh*t, let 'em have it
I'ma rob 'em, it's a habit
I keep my bands inelastic
TP Mr. Fantastic, uh-huh
Stay humble
He gon' shoot, got no time for the rumble
I keep a rocket like Westbrook
Don't got the chop, get hit with a left hook
Too high (High), Pluto (Pluto)
Big body (Body), sumo (Sumo)
b*tch, I'm the king, Kuzco (Kuzco)
Do the dash in the two-door (In the two-door)
[Chorus]
Superfly, Mr. [?] (Mr. [?])
Beat the pus*y, I ain't duckin' (I ain't duckin')
Too high (High), pelican (Pelican)
Baddie (Baddie), elegant (Elegant)
No Rollie (No Rollie), skeleton (Skeleton)
Mike Amiri wit' the Vetements (Wit' the Vetements)
Ice out (Ice out), freezer (Freezer)
I get her wet, Katrina (Katrina)
One shot (Shot), tipsy (Tipsy)
Two shots (Shots), mixy (Mixy)
Bad b*tch, named Trixie (Named Trixie)
And she wanna know how to drizzy (How to drizzy)

[Outro]
Uh-huh, yeah
And she wanna know how to drizzy
Don't make me call up— (Yeah)
Don't make me call up Drizzy
Hol' on, hol' on, don't make me call up
Yeah, get low, uh, get low
Yeah, huh, do it just like that, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, gettin' low, gettin' low
Bend it over, touch your toe
Put the D up in her soul
Bad b*tch from— uh-huh
Rolls-Royce Cullinan
Brodie gon' up it like Markennen
Tina, Trixie, I made her open a Citi
Mike Amiri—
Uh, used to wear Levi
Now it's Mike Amiri denim
Catch a opp, we gon' send 'em to heaven
He gon' need a priest, reverend
Bad b*tch in it
Huh, baddie with some melanine
Yeah, and she got freckles
Rock a n*gga like a pebble
Rock a n*gga like a boulder
Talk sh*t, run him over
Brown skin, blondie
Ass fat, obvi'
On the I-95, goin' 135, uh
And that big .35, uh-huhsend a shot to the sky, uh-huh
Hahaha