Ay ay
Ay ay
I'm like Mr. Clean
Jeeps and Limousines
Glock the seventeen
Seventeen with beams
Every day I scheme
We going to make a scene
Shooters in the bitch they all blast yeah
Aiming at your brain they going to blast you
Nate going to leave you in a cast yeah
Nate going to leave you in a ay
Mesmerizing diamonds when my chain swang
Shoutout to my niggas who all gang bang
Plastic on your neck you a lame mane
My niggas is stepping ain't no cane mane
Everywhere I go keep a mask yeah
Bitches want to flick up for the snap yeah
Twitter fingers rampant, Where you at huh?
Shooter going to keep him in the past yeah
Everybody staring when I pass yeah
Lame bitch always glaring, she's in the past yeah
Chains around my neck overlap yeah
Talking like you about it, it's an act yeah
Ay
Ay ay
I'm like Mr. Clean
Jeeps and Limousines
Glock the seventeen
Seventeen with beams
Every day I scheme
We going to make a scene
Sticks and ice
Sticks and ice no hockey
Ride around the city with a mop, G
You could never be me you is not me
Steppers with me, feeling like I'm Rocky
You is not plugged in like you say so
My niggas going to give your boy a halo
My new bitch really got a payload
Leave me alone when I'm counting pesos
I've been running shit like I'm Bezos
Hit a wire, not even Chase knows
Never heard your name down in Daygo
Stars on my roof, I'm in space, hoe
Diamonds prancing on my neck, my diamonds dancing
Don't act like you ain't see it, your bitch is glancing
Staring at my neck will put you in a trance
Posing in my chain and now I'm in her pants
Ay ay
Ay ay
I'm like Mr. Clean
Jeeps and Limousines
Glock the seventeen
Seventeen with beams
Every day I scheme
We going to make a scene