TOO CLEAN

[Verse 1: Smila] Yeah they know we forever clean Yeah they know we forever clean Old school like I'm melamine On the strip they want four dark, that's NSG Catch us sliding through the ends tryna get this cream I've seen tings you ain't ever seen And the waps older than us weren't ever clean In the trench like 1917 Couple oppers tryna slide, we forever ready And his jawn thinks she's sly, shе's already jezzy Tryna style on thе team, about "Come and get me" I've had Celine and Prada, how you mean? I've got real steez christened before like that's a queen Where's Big Nov? Tryna catch us and slipped off R-Types of 32's and ripped off It's a mineral style I drip off [Verse 2: Novelist] Every nigga in my team's too legit Stay firm, my beliefs, I don't move a bit Verified on frontline before blue ticks SE4's home, where the shooters live, baow Stabbings, more than a couple slappings Niggas don't want smoke, they wan' twos a bif This the jib city set, you can choose a flick Blue borough to the max Young bruddah getting racks I've seen a nigga bleed out like GTA In the trenches, PTSD relentless Don't even know how to speak to my darg's mum He ain't here no more, that was her last son I'm used to this Hating on my team, you can lose your chick Or yourself in the mix We don't slip I'm incog, posted in your bits Don't brandish your thing Me and my dargs chew sticks [Hook: Smila, Novelist] Me and my niggas, we're too clean Too clean Me and my niggas, we're too clean We're too clean Me and my niggas, we're too clean We're too clean Me and my niggas, we're too clean Too legit to quit