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Clarky

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Foot on the gas
Goin' fast
I like a breeze
Smokin' on that ganja
So much smoke
I hadda wheeze
Ballin' like I'm two four
Scorin' back to back I'm elite
Kob's on my feet
Feelin' hot
Gon rock 'em 'till they rot

Yeah yeah
Litty like the watt
Yeah
Kd with the rock
Ooh
Ballin' wit my crew
Up in restaurants droppin' cash
Baller status know the deal
Flow so wavy like a seal
I'm really him
I'm really real
Runnit up like Bradley Beal (Beal)
Bucket in your face
Hit you like I sprayed some mace
Got you mad
Goin' out sad
Nothin' personal
I keep it rad
Keep it P
Trap jumping like a flea
Puffin clouds
Smokin dank
Pull up faded to the scene
Doin' this shit since a teen
Stackin' green paper chasin'
Get the bag like a Free Mason
Jordan two's I'm lacin' up
Like Mike vibes gettin dubs
Imma G y'all some scrubs
Pull up in the whip quicker than you think
Watch me do this shit
Hoe don't blink
Sippin' on agua
That's my drink
Girl whattup you tryna link I'm all alone
I hit your best friend
That do not matter
Baby come over we'll hop in the shower
Yeah and she gon ride
Like she onna rich dick
Throwin' her back out number one pick for sure
Makin this money swear it's a blur (blur blur)

Foot on the gas
Goin' fast
I like a breeze
Smokin' on that ganja
So much smoke
I hadda wheeze
Ballin' like I'm two four
Scorin' back to back I'm elite
Kob's on my feet
Feelin' hot
Gon rock 'em 'till they rot

Too fly to rock these kicks
She like when I talk my shit
I told 'em I'm the shit
I shoot I don't assist
This time I will not miss
They mad I'm fly as shit
You know I let 'em hate
Don't f*ck with Oregon State
She mad at me I know it
She f*ck with me don't show it
Like baby where you going
She said I'm mad annoying
Clarky I'm her favorite
I love it when she say it
She say she want me famous
I want a coupe that's brainless
Take off in the whip
I feel like Ricky Bobby (Ricky Bobby)
This right here my life
You thought it was a hobby
And I won't sell my soul
Cause I don't owe nobody
Can't put no money in my pocket I can't fold the wallet

Foot on the gas
Goin' fast
I like a breeze
Smokin' on that ganja
So much smoke
I hadda wheeze
Ballin' like I'm two four
Scorin' back to back I'm elite
Kob's on my feet
Feelin' hot
Gon rock 'em 'till they rot

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