Mr. Clean (feat. Slow)

[X1]
She sits with her pussy
Sits for all my mob
Naughty puts my dick in her mouth, twerks on the Glock
I called you on WhatsApp, fucked you, then blocked you
Bitch talks about me, but when she sees me, she's shocked
My rhyme is hyped, overclock
Your sounds only move forward with a tow
If you talk a lot, it's locked, my mob is cruising with torque
My flow is hitting you more than the shock troops

Glock aimed at your face, laser sight!
If you pass in front of me, I'll run you over with my Fazer
Everyone headbanging at my rave
I'm beating the game, gonna save game
I'm fucking the bitch, she moans
She sat for me because I was wearing Supreme
At the base, you tremble
I know I'm the best trapper, that's why I won the Grammy
Ha!

Draco, bullet, Glock, fire, codeine in the gold tooth
Smoking another Marlboro
Drugs, drugs, drugs, gold
VVS bitch, I'm the game owner
Look who's back again to run this shit!

[Slow]
You sit without a bra in air max 90
I hit that beautiful ass
You bounce, come on top
Sit, sit to the hot rhythm of the party
In the hot rhythm

Shot at the patrol car, with this drug in my hand
While I drive, lap dance on my lap
You tripping on my sound
You know I'm good
I'm shooting at a guy in a Polo

Like an astronaut
Bitch takes a slap
Gonna jump on the dick
Ass in my face
Sit, go, don't stop
Ini trunk
Loaded Uzi
F extbf{***}k
For the ditch (okay!)

Shawty can look at me, today I'm smooth with gold
Look who's back again to eat these bitches