ceo a.t.m clocked in şarkı sözleri

I clock in Yea On my feet I stayed ten Uh Jay's on got da shades wit tinted lens Yea Gucci oil straight out da shower that What got me cleanse Clean No debate let ya have it i don't do contends I got chills Bitch I'm back Yea Speedin down da interstate I can't let ya pass Uh uh Goin up da mountain Wah I dew what a blast His car stay on E he gotta keep pumping da gas I'm up two Thinkin I'm just sweet cause I'm skinny this a bamboo bamboo Bitch I'm up a level on a mission like a aircrew Niggas ready to put that ice on just to be a water faucet Niggas quick to talk but can't keep money in they damn pocket I'm like bigdaddyking nigga ain't no half steppin Nah Piss off nigga who would know I was a hit man Mmh F*ck SpongeBob Patrick I'm da dirty Dan Yea Biggest In da city quick to stump a soda can Ewh I'm mr grinder bread man Atm butter spread Frll I hustle for money no layin I'm da bed Hatin niggas stay on me that way make me shed Uh huh Comin in an out da circle I can't break no bread I'm still winning Winning New flow they try printing Yea Findin money Uh huh Clown fish told me keep swimming Put my day ones on ion do no double dipping How can I listen to another man wen can kept his shit The f*ck I can teach u lesson ima da plug getchu fit Mhm I can dog tell a grown man sit down Flaming like a fire place gang staying lit I got my own problems don't need no drama can't be twisted Na I did this on my own no assisted Uh huh Come fw me get a check list Comin hard don't care who yo best is Keep goin ATM no money it can't exist Keep goin make it sizzle a bottle of liter mist Yea Spittin fast my wheels like ludicrous Yea Ain't fw wit ha she a humorless Mm In my bag now look what I purchase She don't no ass ha face card good she gorgeous Round da gang she nervous on purpose Fr On da phone when she comes it's no service Baby let keep chasin da cash we ain't gotta show it Stay fresh so clean like mouth smell like extra mint I can't hang wit fake F*ck em I rather be at home eatin supper wit my bae Muah I get everything without her poppin out her lip She freaky wit them balls but she reaching for da tip tip off I'm styling make me skip I'm fresh up out da gym Every time I come outside they screamin ATM Every time I'm in da scene they know that I am him Can't beat me to da rim Don't do no scamming motion don't put me part of them I clock in On my feet I stayed ten Jay's on got da shades wit tinted lens Gucci oil straight out da shower that Wah got me cleanse No debate let ya have it i don't do contends I got chills
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