Can't Stop The Clocks - Bandokay, Double LZ, OFB

Dear God, thank you I’m alive

Bro poured up some lean, that’s some dirty Sprite

Just to get him through some dirty nights

So bougie, I ain’t thirsty like them other guys (Bougie)

I want a MAC with thirty fries

They got my guys locked down, ooh, free the guys

Free the guys, ooh, free the guys

Bro got a habit with dirty Sprite

I got a habit for getting C.R.E.A.M

Asked my nigga for a price, he said «loyalty»

It’s only right that I love my team

Shorty bad but not bad, you know what I mean?

Red dot on your rass, that’s a laser beam

Tell 'em small in tee, 30 on Amiri jeans

Rat, rat, rat, you’re a smaller bean

I got Marky on my chest, Meesha on my back

Send corn, then I bet we blow them heaters back

These booters, they ain’t normal, where your beater at?

Mhm-hm, where your beater at?

On my side, niggas ride, we gotta' get back

They’re not opposition, think we gotta' get back

I can’t let that diss, I can’t tek' that

Any vio, bun him up, haffi wet that

Now I guess that I’m the one, and it’s 2−3-4

Heartless, I can’t sleep no more

Big ride and clean .44

Don’t get shot out this mean four-door

She was claming Bando, I’m like «Who me?»

(Never)

This a G-lock, not an Uzi

Beat the corn, let it slide like Toosie

Spin it back, try create me a movie

Tell shorty I can’t work 'til no 9 to 5 (Mhm-nm)

Dear God, thank you I’m alive

Bro poured up some lean, that’s some dirty Sprite (Dirty)

Just to get him through some dirty nights

So bougie, I ain’t thirsty like them other guys (Bougie)

I want a MAC with thirty fries

They got my guys locked down, ooh, free the guys

Free the guys, ooh, free the guys

Tell shorty I can’t work 'til no 9 to 5 (Mhm-nm)

Dear God, thank you I’m alive

Bro poured up some lean, that’s some dirty Sprite (Dirty)

Just to get him through some dirty nights

So bougie, I ain’t thirsty like them other guys

I want a MAC with thirty fries (Thirty)

They got my guys locked down, ooh, free the guys

Free the guys, ooh, free the guys

Yo

You never repped your hood, but now you do (Joker)

I bet your olders are proud of you (Dickhead)

The olders can’t chat my name, won’t allow them to

Because I got more bands than all of you

I got yutes, where’s my kids?

We just school 'em too

Real life stuff, wasn’t to

Got one, got two, got all of you

Badman, he locked off the whole, too

(Free Slim, Free Slim)

And now they talk on my name like they ain’t been soaked in

My young G’s always rolling

Jumped out, soaked him, big dot smokin', we choked him (Gunshot)

That’s my guy, that’s my bro, that’s my homie

Big touch me, make you go sleep

Now this big handting here can only hold three

Tell shorty I can’t work 'til no 9 to 5 (Can't)

Dear God, thank you I’m alive

Bro poured up some lean, that’s some dirty Sprite (Dirty, dirty)

Just to get him through some dirty nights

So bougie, I ain’t thirsty like them other guys (Bougie)

I want a MAC with thirty fries

They got my guys locked down, ooh, free the guys (Free up)

Free the guys, ooh, free the guys

Tell shorty I can’t work 'til no 9 to 5 (Can't)

Dear God, thank you I’m alive

Bro poured up some lean, that’s some dirty Sprite (Dirty, dirty)

Just to get him through some dirty nights

So bougie, I ain’t thirsty like them other guys (Bougie)

I want a MAC with thirty fries

They got my guys locked down, ooh, free the guys (Free up)

Free the guys, ooh, free the guys (Free)