"911 (Clap For Em)" lyrics
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them
Okay, I'm killing this shit, I need a round of applause
If it's money to be made then I'm down for the cause
Take a penny then I stretch it to a million
Rich nigga steppin' in the building
Came from the bottom with dreams of the top
Humble beginnings now I'm the cream of the crop
A fiend for the green, looking mean in the drop
Pull up gang strong, make a scene on the block
Now you seen what I got
Please no scheming or I'm cleaning your clock
Don't nothin' intervene with the guap, stop
I'm thumbing through the bills like a cashier
Lot of shit done changed since last year
Ex blowing up my line but that shit dead
Send a text to my phone, "Hey, bighead"
A young nigga ballin', phys ed
This Blue Flame but I'm finna paint this bitch red
Okay, I'm killing this shit, I need a round of applause
If it's money to be made then I'm down for the cause
Take a penny then I stretch it to a million
Rich nigga steppin' in the building
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them
Okay, you at your mama crib, clap for 'em
Had to get it how you live, clap for 'em
Blow a check like that, clap for 'em
You gon' get it right back, clap for 'em
Okay, I used to live with roaches in the crib
Always knew I'm 'posed to do it big
Do it for the ones that's closest to my rib
Fuck a 9 to 5 and posting at the gig
I need big bread, get it how you live, homie
Stray Gang, they'll split a nigga wig for me
Nowadays bad bitches got dibs on me
And we ain't never been friends if you been phony
And I gotta keep a lid on the drama
Keep the whip with the llama
Get a crib for my mama
You boys hustling backwards
Fuck the fame, nigga, go and get the bag first
Okay, I'm killing this shit, I need a round of applause
If it's money to be made then I'm down for the cause
Take a penny then I stretch it to a million
Rich nigga steppin' in the building
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them
Okay, you at your mama crib, clap for 'em
Had to get it how you live, clap for 'em
Blow a check like that, clap for 'em
You gon' get it right back, clap for 'em
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them
Okay, I'm killing this shit, I need a round of applause
If it's money to be made then I'm down for the cause
Take a penny then I stretch it to a million
Rich nigga steppin' in the building
Came from the bottom with dreams of the top
Humble beginnings now I'm the cream of the crop
A fiend for the green, looking mean in the drop
Pull up gang strong, make a scene on the block
Now you seen what I got
Please no scheming or I'm cleaning your clock
Don't nothin' intervene with the guap, stop
I'm thumbing through the bills like a cashier
Lot of shit done changed since last year
Ex blowing up my line but that shit dead
Send a text to my phone, "Hey, bighead"
A young nigga ballin', phys ed
This Blue Flame but I'm finna paint this bitch red
Okay, I'm killing this shit, I need a round of applause
If it's money to be made then I'm down for the cause
Take a penny then I stretch it to a million
Rich nigga steppin' in the building
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them
Okay, you at your mama crib, clap for 'em
Had to get it how you live, clap for 'em
Blow a check like that, clap for 'em
You gon' get it right back, clap for 'em
Okay, I used to live with roaches in the crib
Always knew I'm 'posed to do it big
Do it for the ones that's closest to my rib
Fuck a 9 to 5 and posting at the gig
I need big bread, get it how you live, homie
Stray Gang, they'll split a nigga wig for me
Nowadays bad bitches got dibs on me
And we ain't never been friends if you been phony
And I gotta keep a lid on the drama
Keep the whip with the llama
Get a crib for my mama
You boys hustling backwards
Fuck the fame, nigga, go and get the bag first
Okay, I'm killing this shit, I need a round of applause
If it's money to be made then I'm down for the cause
Take a penny then I stretch it to a million
Rich nigga steppin' in the building
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911 'cause we killing them
Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them
Okay, you at your mama crib, clap for 'em
Had to get it how you live, clap for 'em
Blow a check like that, clap for 'em
You gon' get it right back, clap for 'em
