Spent a check on the whole town
Just to say the thanks she took her dress down
Checking in at the hotel
Oh my
Where ya at
Oh my gawd looking at my wrist it's a bust down
Taking a flight to Bermuda
She ride my dick like a scooter
She give me brain like a tutor
Clement White on my trap shit
And I really want a mension
And I forgot to mention
All these niggas with their twitter fingers
Wouldn't really ever pull the trigger
Look at my clothes I'm looking jigger
Now you wanna tell me who you really think is bigger
I'm tired of pussy niggas in the game
All your mumble shit pretty lame
They don't f*ck with artists no more and you the one to blame
I know you peeped the chain
Scotty boy call me la flame
Rookie rookie rookie rookie
Now you niggas wanna book
Man I'm done playing these games
Man you know I'm gonna reach my fame
And you know I make that fetti
Man you know I make that guala
See your girl man I'm gonna hella
Kicking bitches like I'm Thuso phala
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement bout to do it
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement flying to barbae yeah
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement f*cking with your bae yeah
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement trapping all day yeah
Spent a check on the whole town
Just to say the thanks she took her dress down
Checking in at the hotel
Oh my
Where ya at
Oh my gawd looking at my wrist it's a bust down
I'm on the come up
My name on everyone's lips like wassup
I think I gotta wrap this up
Because some females wanna f*ck me for my clout
Or take me to the club or sum
You phony new age rappers got something to say
Like the migos I say sum
You f*cking bum
Saying you do the drugs but you never feel numb
Yeah Riding in my f*cking drop top
Yeah man you know I'm going to the shop
Yeah hit you with a guap guap guap guap
Yeah I'm f*cking on your thot thot thot thot
Ridin' in the car through the hills
Ye I'm with the squad poppin' pills
Ye i see your girl we finna chill
Ye clement poppin you know what's the deal
You know - what's the - deal
Poppin - f*ckin - pills
Ridin - in the - hills
Party - in the - hills
Clement White - Spent a Check Lyrics
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Spent a check on the whole town
Just to say the thanks she took her dress down
Checking in at the hotel
Oh my
Where ya at
Oh my gawd looking at my wrist it's a bust down
Taking a flight to Bermuda
She ride my dick like a scooter
She give me brain like a tutor
Clement White on my trap shit
And I really want a mension
And I forgot to mention
All these niggas with their twitter fingers
Wouldn't really ever pull the trigger
Look at my clothes I'm looking jigger
Now you wanna tell me who you really think is bigger
I'm tired of pussy niggas in the game
All your mumble shit pretty lame
They don't f*ck with artists no more and you the one to blame
I know you peeped the chain
Scotty boy call me la flame
Rookie rookie rookie rookie
Now you niggas wanna book
Man I'm done playing these games
Man you know I'm gonna reach my fame
And you know I make that fetti
Man you know I make that guala
See your girl man I'm gonna hella
Kicking bitches like I'm Thuso phala
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement bout to do it
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement flying to barbae yeah
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement f*cking with your bae yeah
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement trapping all day yeah
Spent a check on the whole town
Just to say the thanks she took her dress down
Checking in at the hotel
Oh my
Where ya at
Oh my gawd looking at my wrist it's a bust down
I'm on the come up
My name on everyone's lips like wassup
I think I gotta wrap this up
Because some females wanna f*ck me for my clout
Or take me to the club or sum
You phony new age rappers got something to say
Like the migos I say sum
You f*cking bum
Saying you do the drugs but you never feel numb
Yeah Riding in my f*cking drop top
Yeah man you know I'm going to the shop
Yeah hit you with a guap guap guap guap
Yeah I'm f*cking on your thot thot thot thot
Ridin' in the car through the hills
Ye I'm with the squad poppin' pills
Ye i see your girl we finna chill
Ye clement poppin you know what's the deal
You know - what's the - deal
Poppin - f*ckin - pills
Ridin - in the - hills
Party - in the - hills
Just to say the thanks she took her dress down
Checking in at the hotel
Oh my
Where ya at
Oh my gawd looking at my wrist it's a bust down
Taking a flight to Bermuda
She ride my dick like a scooter
She give me brain like a tutor
Clement White on my trap shit
And I really want a mension
And I forgot to mention
All these niggas with their twitter fingers
Wouldn't really ever pull the trigger
Look at my clothes I'm looking jigger
Now you wanna tell me who you really think is bigger
I'm tired of pussy niggas in the game
All your mumble shit pretty lame
They don't f*ck with artists no more and you the one to blame
I know you peeped the chain
Scotty boy call me la flame
Rookie rookie rookie rookie
Now you niggas wanna book
Man I'm done playing these games
Man you know I'm gonna reach my fame
And you know I make that fetti
Man you know I make that guala
See your girl man I'm gonna hella
Kicking bitches like I'm Thuso phala
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement bout to do it
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement flying to barbae yeah
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement f*cking with your bae yeah
Ayy yeah ayy yeah
Clement trapping all day yeah
Spent a check on the whole town
Just to say the thanks she took her dress down
Checking in at the hotel
Oh my
Where ya at
Oh my gawd looking at my wrist it's a bust down
I'm on the come up
My name on everyone's lips like wassup
I think I gotta wrap this up
Because some females wanna f*ck me for my clout
Or take me to the club or sum
You phony new age rappers got something to say
Like the migos I say sum
You f*cking bum
Saying you do the drugs but you never feel numb
Yeah Riding in my f*cking drop top
Yeah man you know I'm going to the shop
Yeah hit you with a guap guap guap guap
Yeah I'm f*cking on your thot thot thot thot
Ridin' in the car through the hills
Ye I'm with the squad poppin' pills
Ye i see your girl we finna chill
Ye clement poppin you know what's the deal
You know - what's the - deal
Poppin - f*ckin - pills
Ridin - in the - hills
Party - in the - hills
Writer: Je-ste Van Neel
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid