niggas chat like bitches nowadays make sure your pussy clean

Clavish- Detour

NRF FREESTYLE
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Ah
I been through the wars, mad pain, not mentionin' stress
Take away my taps, I still got a lot on my chest
Crash, aimin' for your hat, why you coppin' a vest?
I told ****, but, he's shook to finesse
'Nough niggas gon' fail if they get put to the test
A youngin talkin' 'bout an opp, he tryna put him to bed
I'm always clean, but, when it's time to step, I'm makin' a mess
They gave my nigga half a decade for a pick and a text
Kurt gave me more weight so I can put it in pebs
He just wanna see me shine, it's all love and respect
He make sure we got guns that got lots of lеd
And the funny thing is, he ain't evеn from the end (Word)
Bitches think I'm weird 'cause we hit and don't chat again
My niggas think I'm weird 'cause I don't want rapper friends
Me and Keegz used to play with the .9 all night
Then come back the next day and babysit the mache' again
I'm C-L-A-V, I ain't doin' rap battles
Might send two disses, nothin' that I can't handle
Finesse food, switch sim, to me, that's no hastle
Last **** I saw, gave him more drip then flannels
Promoters think they can tell me how much people I come with
If I can't bring my whole gang, then, fuck your money
I'm in Dubai in the big Benz, fuck the Culli'
Susie only wants rice, she said, "Fuck the curry"
You can say that I just rap, but, minus that, I've still done more than you
And, that's no cap, I'm puttin' that on my dead niggas, you should know that
Leave his top red, now, he's twinin' with a Coke can
I'm lucky there was no cam', I'm so gang
I think I should 'low it 'cause I'll ride for you
But, would you ride for me? Now, I doubt it
The love's still there, just don't wanna be around him
I don't do F, so, my runners literally cost me a thousand
I'm married to the Queen's head, don't plan on havin' affairs
If I say I need teeth, I ain't chattin' veneers
How you still on the twos? You been trappin' for years
If M got paralyzed, he'll probably trap in a chair
Stylin' teachers is childish when I think of it
I saw man drivin' 'round in somethin' equivalent to my pinky ring
I'm in the club, dimmers tryna bring it in
Locked eyes a couple times and that's how I know she's on minglin'
I'm gonna miss ****, we were actually bros
Broke my heart when I found out it's a statement he wrote
Niggas ain't on bangin' out or trappin' hard
Why the fuck he outside? You're better off stayin' at home
If my nigga gets to jeet, that don't mean he ain't innocent
She fell out with her friend, they're both tryna get intimate
After my tape, I'ma go for my publishin'
And, you'll still see me on my block like some idiot
Pros and cons when the droppers start pissin' in my sheets
Must be a magic trick, how you fit it in them jeans
I don't give a toss, cuttin' through **** in a Porsche
With a cute one, but, her back bigger than my dreams
I was up early mornin', really lickin' all them fiends
Been shot at close range, I guess I'm here for a reason
The tea that I'm sportin', of course, it's in season
I don't do dates, I hit girls without treatin'
I ain't got that many friends, drivin' coupes are not a problem
Crash in and out of jail, each time is not for shottin'
Uptown, if Jamies got his rambo knife
When we're shoppin', I just hope we don't see no oppers (H-D Beats)
In the hoop for five years, I just hope we don't see no coppers
Used to eat in a restaurant with a rocket, gang

NRF Freestyle

B22 MONEY
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[Verse]
Ah, I got rappers in my DM tryna disrespect my worth
Offerin' B22 money for a verse
See, I don't know what you heard, or if you heard how I'm comin'
Couple rounds, I ain't cuffin'
She belongs to the streets
Are you buzzin'? She a ho
I hope she ain't tellin' people she my cousin
In my mouth I put half-a-dozen
Get the prettiest of women with minimal discussion
And, of course, we brang it with us if you see us in the function
In the hood, niggas got to watch their tone if they ain't one to step
Started off the year not buying Jordans, bought some guns instead
Thеy value their life, so whеn they see us they just run instead
Free my big homie, we left couple man on pebble beds
Karma's a bitch, and a crazy one
So I ain't gonna rap about anybody's boo, or their baby-mum
But niggas need to start strappin' up
You're breedin' girls that will go and fuck guys that wanna see you in the mud
What the Hell? What the fuck?
You is only on that block 'cause you is not one of us
Mum caught me baggin', what's the chance she's not gonna cuss?
If they're sendin' me to jail, or I'm on tour, only time you'll see me on a bus
I might need four hands to count the niggas I love
But I don't even need one to count the niggas I trust
I might need six hands to count the niggas I've robbed
That could've been their mobile phone, their wife or a box
And the fiends they be taking pics, but very rare they're sayin', "Cheese"
Girls wanna fuck with me, it's rare that they ain't sayin', "Please"
SPRs, AMGs, niggas think they been about
But where were they when we were going Sports Direct to KFC?
I need to leave the hood more and spend more time in Duty Free
Every time I buy jewels, I'ma buy a new machine
Stepped out with zero miles, new Amiri, new CELINE
My Forces cost a extra bill, 'cause on the side it says, "Supreme"
Insta' got this dropper stressin' me, she's askin' why she follows me
And why I follow Tennessee
Free Swady, all he wants is niggas pourin' Hennessey
My Mali one, no BBL, her back bigger than Hennedey's
Mummy found my crack, told me she prefer me sellin' weed
I tried, but that weren't my thing, so I'm back sellin' these
Mood swings be on fleek when I'm in the cemetery
Niggas diss the dead, them niggas got more dead niggas than me
That don't make no sense
Niggas been in the trap for years and they ain't made a pence
I've seen couple niggas get it worse for sittin' on the fence
My youngins can't drive, so, if they wanna ride, I give them peds
And, they don't owe me shit if it's stab wounds and nothin' less
She loves my smile, probably 'cause it's VVS
I bet you I can still hit it even though she knows that I jeet her friends
Me and Big Wo probably'll drill if we attend
Now, bare niggas gotta get back if we meet again

Rap Game Awful

B22 Money

RAP GAME INTRO 
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[Verse]
Niggas in my hood say I can make it to the top
But, they know that I ain't cappin'
And my somethin' put it all up in his top
I know some good guys, get their savage on, kidnappin' on
Like, how long you been chattin' to the opps?
My niggas on tag
If I get a drop, he'll tag along
They ain't got racks, I'm baffled when they rap about shots
I ain't tryna give my heart unless I know that she the one
Look me in my eyes, promise me you'll never do me wrong
I tried act like I ain't 'bout it, she already clocked the hood in me
Half the hood's fake, I'm only bringin' half the hood with me
All I need's a mask, pair of gloves, and a hoodie beat
Niggas chat like bitches nowadays, make sure your pussy clean
Nothin' poppin' off on your behalf, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Niggas say my name too much, that's all they talk about
We don't care 'bout work that you worked when we weren't about
You ain't workin' nothin' now
Don't be throwin' up gang signs with no money in your pockets
I got big dreams, I ain't pennyin' your silly comments
I got blood on my nigga's shank, but that's not my problem
Now there' plugs gettin' sucked, this half-box ain't on Connie
Niggas pointin' fingers, if they grab me, I won't point nothin'
If I don't bust in rappin', then it's back to wrappin' point ones
What you know about bein' desperate for a place for the ting to stay
So you tell her it's a toy gun?
Feel sorry for my opps, why? Most of them shit at rappin', shit at trappin'
Scorin' on civilians, shit at bangin'
Who said you can't wear sliders in the trenches?
I see opps in my Gucci flip-flops, still get it crackin'
Or the Louis ones, Christian Dior drops, but I prefer the Louis ones
I got clout, so it's not hard to get the bougie ones
They won't tell me nothin' 'bout no Hakkasan, Nobu, or cocktails
I bet I'll still pattern that
I ain't been bowlin' in time, but, I've been knockin' down hoes like pins, so I'm fine
I got rocks in my shine, rocks in this G-pack
It's not about wantin', the fiends'dem, they need that
I used to do the night shift, and back then I never had three bags
My outfit today cost me three bags
So don't say I've changed, you're just statin' the obvious
I used to watch my olders gettin' money with binoculars
I got the opposite sex cattin', banged up with a nigga
From my hood we spent most our time chattin', who's set's more on it
And comparin' our stabbings
He's got more, but I made a nigga white flag it
Feel like Charles Lee Ray with this Rammy
Or should I say Chucky?
See a opp, I'ma leave the scene yucky
All I need is twenty seconds, like, say I'm in a hurry
I was aimin' for his face, bro was rippin' out his tummy
I'm still the perfect son in the eyes of my mummy
Even though feds hit the yard tryna find bunnies
On the 'Gram, she a star, but not a star from where I'm comin'
Surgery head to toe, but to us she's still—Tst
If she ain't tryna hold the ones, then to us, she's on nothin'
She don't care that I'm Clavish, and that makes me wanna cuff it
She don't pop up when she sees my in the Urus or the Culli'
And that's still not enough to prove it's not about the money
Got some real shit tatted on my stomach
My watch two-tone, but it came with several different colours
Not a pride thing why I hold grudges
But you can't backdoor me and think we're still gonna be brothers
Four-forty all in rose
If you're talkin' 'bout opps, I've stabbed couple to the bone
Hotel, she ain't comin' to my home
Half the hood don't promote my songs when they drop
Don't know why the fuck they think they're comin' to my shows
In school, I used to rob phones, not sell cookies in the corridor
Signed to the streets way before I signed to Polydor

Rap Game Intro

HONEST
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[Intro]
Hazey, baby

[Verse]
I keep it a hundred, got a hundred on the dash
I don't trust niggas and I might wear my Fendi top the wrong way 'round so it can see who stabs me in my back
Face hot, told my nigga, "Slap me if I lack"
A lot of niggas ain't down, that's an honest fact
All I make is honest tracks
Small waist, honest back
Stop declaring beef with broke niggas 'cause they're honest tramps
Aunty asked me what I'm on, told her, "Stayin' out of trouble"
Uncle saw me with a fiend that's awks, I baited out my hustle
Shawty give the best brain, don't spoil it by demanding cuddles
VVs on my wrist, it's kind of hard to not miss the puddles
Used to tell promoters, "If the gang can't, I ain't comin'"
I got two sticks in a car, but I ain't drummin'
Shawty got a man, and she ain't budgin'
If your boyfriend ask you if you'rе hungry, tell him you already ate somеthin'
If they say we're losin', tell 'em, "Just check the scores"
She's askin' if I'm hers, I told her, "Girl, I'm not sure"
I don't buy no designer to impress all these whores
She gon' bust it wether my shoes AirForce or Diors
Put my blade all up in that, he was bad, but before
Obo on the block, they gave my nigga scratch, like a four
Got a pack in my cheeks and a flick by my balls
Feds try pull me over, had to dip from the law, woah
Baddies always pree me 'bout I'm never doin' up my belt
On point, I ain't got no time to live up in a cell
Niggas wish just for me to fail
I just wish 'em well
I 'ma grind to the top, I don't need a wishin' well
I got bitches onto me, I got niggas onto me
In the Merc' I flick it twice, ain't drivin' in economy
Compare me to the opps, where's my apology
I'm tryna get mummy out the hood, they're usin' mummy's cars for robberies
Bro got grabbed for doin' deals, still doin' deals
She wanna talk feelings, girl don't tell me how you feel
I miss my dead homie, no one asks is how I feels
They told me I'ma blow, but never tell me when I will
Fuck it though, my shank cutter drippin' red
Need more streams than Trippie Redd
Shotters keep gettin' robbed, that's what one of my bitty said
Fuck what a nigga says, I got smoke, cigarette
Rappin', but I got kittens on my phone, been a vet'
I'ma have to get my blockin' on, 'cause you been a pest
Paigon hoes wassin' 'bout me, prob' 'cause I don't give them sex
If a shot's movin' funny, me and bro won't give him pebs
Niggas say they take risks, I ain't see them risk it yet
In all black, lookin' like a silhouette
Fuck a diss track, in real life I'd rather disrespect
If I don't blow, then I'm going to the phone shop
And phone my big cousin like, "Yo, I need them Os off, now"
You feel me?

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Clavish

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