Comin in Clutch

Comin up for the pack Comin up to collect Comin up for the check Comin up for the respect Comin up step by step Comin up comin up bet Comin up comin up Yea Plain Jane same thing Cocaine mid range Mac stack maintain I'm gonna live that Own lane Yea yea Comin in clutch with a hell of a clinch Not talkin much just pleadin the fifth Hard to the touch Slick as a bitch F*ck with a slut Cards B shit Parties and such into the mix Bruises and cuts but as tough as it gets Been through the rough F*ck with no snitch Hot Springs to the Bluff Trailer park shit Roll up king Tut Confidence With a skunk stinch Feed her dick by the inch get my thirst quenched Born in the trench You warm up the bench I storm up suspense You norm I'm immense Transform consciousness Reborn ever since the storm finally quit Comin soon feel the winds Comin through with amends Get a clue get a cleanse Lit a few more than it recommends God damn Goin in like wham Know you wishin that I wasn't here but I am See the clock a tickin before I'm in another jam Leave the bitches smitin it just is who I am Put it in her mitten press record on the cam Want a ride then get in In the chevy not a ram Be there in a minute ima need another gram I say Comin in clutch with a clinch If them boys swarm go hop a fence Whether the storm whether events Will I hear the horns Or fall to the grips No need to morn Been wanted this Livin life poor Livin life pissed Explode like a cist Add a throw if I miss Come correct if you must Comin up for the pack Comin up to collect Comin up for the check Comin up for the respect Comin up step by step Comin up comin up bet Comin up comin up Yea Plain Jane same thing Cocaine mid range Mac stack maintain I'm gonna live that Own lane Paddy wagon bound Bitch I'm jumpin on the pony Play planned out and I'ma fuckin run it Comin from the ground End of a plummet Know you hear it comin Now I'm comin for the summit Please don't f*ck with the homie Boy cap free get left like a zombie Write on these beats like all on my lonely Young rebellion Never did what they told me Call her pelican cause my God bitches throat deep Chipmunk full check Out of pocket gone This bitch got no leash ima let her roam till she home Smoke and drive Mgk Tommy Chong Fresh chain on Point nine two five been on that real shit Should've state my name before I stepped off in this bitch Ain't never gone Step the f*ck off or get stepped on Michael Wade Holt Swear to God I seen it all Straight out of Little Rock Arkansas Been around the world Vacationed in Jamaica Had true cali roll Even kicked it on the ship on the coast of Mexico Young kid badino Smooth talkin lingo Different El comino Holler I don't mean to Grew up with a small fuse Due to what I been through By the third grade Writing rhymes down facts By eleven smokin doobies on the porch in the back By twenty two felonies caught two Ima show ya what it really do All the shit I spit is really consistently true Been in the mix like vegetable stew Lit like candle wicks is what it do Comin up for the pack Comin up to collect Comin up for the check Comin up for the respect Comin up step by step Comin up comin up bet Comin up comin up Yea Plain Jane same thing Cocaine mid range Mac stack maintain I'm gonna live that Own lane