"Clover Girl" lyrics
Baby, I get down and pour up all these drugs, it make me open up
I love you when I'm high, I might say fuck you when I sober up
Before I walk out the door, make sure my firearm be loaded up
Niggas hating on the kid, mad that I made it, but they know what's up
Same niggas hating, I grab his girlfriend then clover her
Motion ain't nothing new, niggas, I been cranking since the Soulja Boy
He say he the plug, I asked around and they don't know the boy
All my engine new, I tap the key fob, then the motor start
Before you take my place, I hugged this seat so long like Rosa Parks
Bro beating up the trap, the bot touchdown so he can't go too far
Sipping on the Trish, it give me powers, I feel like Goku partner
Clutching on that nine, catch him baseline, and bitch, it's Serge Ibaka
Bitch, I'm slamming that
What's in my pad?
The racks
Bubba for the seven, zaza three five, I feel like Yay Durant
What's in my double cup?
Bitch, your rent
Keep on playing, I'ma get you spent
Talking shit, I need a mint
Pop a Perc and beat her back
Long live Yurt, I miss my nigga
No yap, wish I can come and get ya
Why the fuck you don't look like you doing your picture?
Baby girl, take out that filter
You need a bag, then meet me at Dilla
I'm pulling up out that skrilla
Baby girl sneaky, I call her a "lizard"
My heart cold as a blizzard
Baby, I get down and pour up all these drugs, it make me open up
It make me open up. I love you when I'm high, I might say fuck you when I sober up
When I sober up
Before I walk out the door, make sure my firearm be loaded up
Before I walk out the door... niggas hating on the kid, mad that I made it, but they know what's up
Know what's up
Baby, I get down and pour up all these drugs, it make me open up
It make me open up
I love you when I'm high, I might say fuck you when I sober up
When I sober up. Before I walk out the door, make sure my firearm be loaded up
Loaded up
Niggas hating on the kid, mad that I made it, but they know what's up
They know what's up
Just smoked a blunt on FaceTime with Lil Trell, free him up out the joint
Free my boy
Baby, this shit serious, I'm in my Amiris, I got to stay on point
I know this my year, damn near all the guys locked up going month for month
Stacking up racks, shit day for day
Mini micro, bitch, if you don't like me, then stay out my way
Every damn day trying to catch me a play
Every damn day trying to put up a hundred
I know she wouldn't like me if it wasn't for this money
Phone ring, got to go bump me a zombie
I wake up and work, I got paid like a bomber
I'm knowing I'm tacky, I'm missing designer
I know it's out there, I just got to go find it
You feel me, niggas?
I know it's out there
Like it no way you can't tell me it ain't over there, I'm just waiting on you to come pull up on it and put it in it
Yeah. It's right there waiting on you, niggas
If I just came from this and I got that and... Come on, man. I know it's something else, man
No cap, no yap
Niggas just got to wake up and go get it every day, man
Beat your feet, man
No yap
I love you when I'm high, I might say fuck you when I sober up
Before I walk out the door, make sure my firearm be loaded up
Niggas hating on the kid, mad that I made it, but they know what's up
Same niggas hating, I grab his girlfriend then clover her
Motion ain't nothing new, niggas, I been cranking since the Soulja Boy
He say he the plug, I asked around and they don't know the boy
All my engine new, I tap the key fob, then the motor start
Before you take my place, I hugged this seat so long like Rosa Parks
Bro beating up the trap, the bot touchdown so he can't go too far
Sipping on the Trish, it give me powers, I feel like Goku partner
Clutching on that nine, catch him baseline, and bitch, it's Serge Ibaka
Bitch, I'm slamming that
What's in my pad?
The racks
Bubba for the seven, zaza three five, I feel like Yay Durant
What's in my double cup?
Bitch, your rent
Keep on playing, I'ma get you spent
Talking shit, I need a mint
Pop a Perc and beat her back
Long live Yurt, I miss my nigga
No yap, wish I can come and get ya
Why the fuck you don't look like you doing your picture?
Baby girl, take out that filter
You need a bag, then meet me at Dilla
I'm pulling up out that skrilla
Baby girl sneaky, I call her a "lizard"
My heart cold as a blizzard
Baby, I get down and pour up all these drugs, it make me open up
It make me open up. I love you when I'm high, I might say fuck you when I sober up
When I sober up
Before I walk out the door, make sure my firearm be loaded up
Before I walk out the door... niggas hating on the kid, mad that I made it, but they know what's up
Know what's up
Baby, I get down and pour up all these drugs, it make me open up
It make me open up
I love you when I'm high, I might say fuck you when I sober up
When I sober up. Before I walk out the door, make sure my firearm be loaded up
Loaded up
Niggas hating on the kid, mad that I made it, but they know what's up
They know what's up
Just smoked a blunt on FaceTime with Lil Trell, free him up out the joint
Free my boy
Baby, this shit serious, I'm in my Amiris, I got to stay on point
I know this my year, damn near all the guys locked up going month for month
Stacking up racks, shit day for day
Mini micro, bitch, if you don't like me, then stay out my way
Every damn day trying to catch me a play
Every damn day trying to put up a hundred
I know she wouldn't like me if it wasn't for this money
Phone ring, got to go bump me a zombie
I wake up and work, I got paid like a bomber
I'm knowing I'm tacky, I'm missing designer
I know it's out there, I just got to go find it
You feel me, niggas?
I know it's out there
Like it no way you can't tell me it ain't over there, I'm just waiting on you to come pull up on it and put it in it
Yeah. It's right there waiting on you, niggas
If I just came from this and I got that and... Come on, man. I know it's something else, man
No cap, no yap
Niggas just got to wake up and go get it every day, man
Beat your feet, man
No yap
