Clutch

[Intro] Yah, go, yah, yea, yea, yea, yea It ain't nothing here 100 round tool, I'm clutching here Baby I'm cool, don't trust nobody I'm too rude, I'm too damn cocky When Lil Faygo move, they flocking I gotta shoot, ain't go no option We Missed You Faygo Mom, Polacks making beats again Yah, go, yah, yea, yea, yea, yea [Chorus] It ain't nothing here 100 round tool, I'm clutching here Baby I'm cool, don't trust nobody I'm too rude I'm too damn cocky When Lil Faygo move they flocking I gotta shoot I ain't go no option [Verse] Up that tool, no i'm not boxing This right here gone solve yo problems I can't play bout them commas Ok rar shit all that drama Choppa singing like Madonna You gon take her to McDonald's I'ma be at Benihanas, eating good with all my partners I'ma chop em down, (yeah yeah, yeah) What's yo fucking number She gonna let me get her number Boy you broke well that's a bummer Take a pic put it on Tumblr I'm the main event this summer Faygo came in with that thunder Life went on and I got tougher, (skrt) Know some foe wanna put me under, (blah), I can't let em do that, (blah) Choppa make you move back, (blah), nigga like boy where your loot at, (blah, blah, yeah, blah) Baby gotta get to them racks, god knows that i can't slack Look at my toolie go blat, when I had that new Hellcat And I can't fold like that yeah No I can't fall in that trap No I can't lack, yeah baby lets go Lets go Lil Faygo, I need a bankroll No, no I can't fold It ain't nothing here Baby i'm still not loving you You too slick can be trusting you I cannot be fussing you (fa fa fa) get to busting you Now he chain tucking here Got him ducking yeah, (Blah) Take over your whole camp Taxing like i'm Uncle Sam He gonna do it all on cam Hell yeah, go ham Ask her if I love her, and I said no ma'am