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Watching The Clock Video (MV)




Performed By: Yvng Rxckett
Language: English
Length: 1:57
Written by: Jean Loya




Yvng Rxckett - Watching The Clock Lyrics
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Uh, Yeahh (Forreal), Uh, Yeahh (Forreal)
Uh, Yeahh (Forreal), Uh uh, Yeahh (Forreal)
Uh, yeahh yea yea, PMD Bidnezz (Yeahh uh)
PMD Bidnezz, (Yeah, Yeah)
(Five Sev Five What??)
He really thinkin' he said all that shit and I just forgot
Just waitin' to catch boy, Give him a whooping'
Wiping his nose like he got snot,
Who the f*ck is that? That's Skilletfam Rock
Tryna get to the bag, I ain't watching the clock
Nigga too Trench, Look how he walk
I thought he only come outside at dark slatt (Damn)
Hittin' up bro for the stain, ain't no way we putting v in park aye,
Nigga make a move, His brain, Finna be out and torn apart aye,
I ain't tryna hurt a nigga tryna make this shit jump,
Five Seven baby, Grind for the funds,
What's that? Nigga I'm taking them ones
If I need that shit imma' take it from you
Can't play me, bitch, do I look like a fool
You lower than me, what the f*ck is you talkin' bout
Thought you was slick, you silly goose
I don't ever care what these bitches be on about
I don't even care, I'm stuck in the lab
I ain't even in love, ain't worried about you
You don't want me to win, you is not down
You ain't never put in no bread for the stu
TrenchLyfe goin' fa nun'
I be on timing, even when I'm wit my boo
I don't care if you be around guns
The f*ck do I look like? That don't mean you finna shoot aye,
Slime finna feed him a boof
And I won't even be there, I'll be in the booth,
Uh-huh, He on the gram with all that cash
We finna rush for the loot
PMD Bidnezz, Cracking' your tooth
Whatever he packin', we packin' it too
In the circle, Wit niggas just actin' a fool
Ducked off thuggin', learn how to move
Slime got a problem then, we gotta handle it
Stay out the way, cause it's him over you
Standin' on bidnezz, It ain't no panicking
Is you gon' do what you said, I'm waitin' on you (Slatt, Slime)
He really thinkin' he said all that shit and I just forgot
Just waitin' to catch boy, Give him a whooping'
Wiping his nose like he got snot
Who the f*ck is that? That's Skilletfam Rock
Tryna get to the bag, I ain't watching the clock
Nigga too Trench, Look how he walk
I thought he only come outside at dark slatt (Damn)
Hittin' up bro for the stain, ain't no way we putting v in park aye,
Nigga make a move, His brain, Finna be out and torn apart aye,
I ain't tryna hurt a nigga tryna make this shit jump,
Five Seven baby, Grind for the funds,
What's that? Nigga I'm taking them ones
If I need that shit imma' take it from you
(Can't play me, bitch, do I look like a fool)
(You lower than me, what the f*ck is you talkin' bout)
(Thought you was slick, you silly goose)
(I don't ever care what these bitches be on about)
(I don't even care, I'm stuck in the lab)
(I ain't even in love, ain't worried about you)
(You don't want me to win, you is not down)
(You ain't never put in no bread for the stu)
(PMD Bidnezz)
Flawless victory
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Uh, Yeahh (Forreal), Uh, Yeahh (Forreal)
Uh, Yeahh (Forreal), Uh uh, Yeahh (Forreal)
Uh, yeahh yea yea, PMD Bidnezz (Yeahh uh)
PMD Bidnezz, (Yeah, Yeah)
(Five Sev Five What??)
He really thinkin' he said all that shit and I just forgot
Just waitin' to catch boy, Give him a whooping'
Wiping his nose like he got snot,
Who the f*ck is that? That's Skilletfam Rock
Tryna get to the bag, I ain't watching the clock
Nigga too Trench, Look how he walk
I thought he only come outside at dark slatt (Damn)
Hittin' up bro for the stain, ain't no way we putting v in park aye,
Nigga make a move, His brain, Finna be out and torn apart aye,
I ain't tryna hurt a nigga tryna make this shit jump,
Five Seven baby, Grind for the funds,
What's that? Nigga I'm taking them ones
If I need that shit imma' take it from you
Can't play me, bitch, do I look like a fool
You lower than me, what the f*ck is you talkin' bout
Thought you was slick, you silly goose
I don't ever care what these bitches be on about
I don't even care, I'm stuck in the lab
I ain't even in love, ain't worried about you
You don't want me to win, you is not down
You ain't never put in no bread for the stu
TrenchLyfe goin' fa nun'
I be on timing, even when I'm wit my boo
I don't care if you be around guns
The f*ck do I look like? That don't mean you finna shoot aye,
Slime finna feed him a boof
And I won't even be there, I'll be in the booth,
Uh-huh, He on the gram with all that cash
We finna rush for the loot
PMD Bidnezz, Cracking' your tooth
Whatever he packin', we packin' it too
In the circle, Wit niggas just actin' a fool
Ducked off thuggin', learn how to move
Slime got a problem then, we gotta handle it
Stay out the way, cause it's him over you
Standin' on bidnezz, It ain't no panicking
Is you gon' do what you said, I'm waitin' on you (Slatt, Slime)
He really thinkin' he said all that shit and I just forgot
Just waitin' to catch boy, Give him a whooping'
Wiping his nose like he got snot
Who the f*ck is that? That's Skilletfam Rock
Tryna get to the bag, I ain't watching the clock
Nigga too Trench, Look how he walk
I thought he only come outside at dark slatt (Damn)
Hittin' up bro for the stain, ain't no way we putting v in park aye,
Nigga make a move, His brain, Finna be out and torn apart aye,
I ain't tryna hurt a nigga tryna make this shit jump,
Five Seven baby, Grind for the funds,
What's that? Nigga I'm taking them ones
If I need that shit imma' take it from you
(Can't play me, bitch, do I look like a fool)
(You lower than me, what the f*ck is you talkin' bout)
(Thought you was slick, you silly goose)
(I don't ever care what these bitches be on about)
(I don't even care, I'm stuck in the lab)
(I ain't even in love, ain't worried about you)
(You don't want me to win, you is not down)
(You ain't never put in no bread for the stu)
(PMD Bidnezz)
Flawless victory
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Writer: Jean Loya
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