[Verse]
Drac' and the Glock when I ride, fuck that loose shit (We on that)
Ask bro, I caught the last opp in his duke's whip (Facts)
The niggas y'all be thinkin' on that never do shit (At all)
Ridin', tryna lay a nigga down with this two-six (We lurkin')
Fully loaded, bitch, I dare a nigga take somethin' (Come on)
Glock'll stop a nigga in his tracks, this bitch got brakes on it (Nigga)
We don't dance, bitch, we ain't Lil Saint homies (Get it?)
The sauce hot 'cause you niggas put some Frank's on it (Hot Sauce)
Get robbed by out-of-town niggas (Huh), y'all was made sweet
Everywhere I go, I got two K's, I'm a game freak
Tryna eat this ice, I'ma give your ass a brain freeze
We done madе the doctor sew his head likе we made weave
You boys ain't cook no beef for real, them niggas eat they steak raw (Lame)
Killin' me won't happen just like Cardi fuckin' Takeoff (Never)
Been ballin' all season, I'm just waitin' for the playoffs (I'm ballin')
Pockets got a knot even if I take the K off (Get it?)
The opps don't play with us, they know that get-back real
Yeah, I'm number one wherever like a Big Mac meal
Post her on the 'Gram if your bitch that real
Most niggas only crazy when they get that pill (I swear to God)
Tryna play me on the 'Gram like I'm a bitch nigga
Only thing gay is the Glock, it's a dick in it
Finna apply Scud Zone, this bitch flip niggas
Let me hear he told the truth, we gon' strip niggas (Strip club)
Tryna find me, that's gon' make a nigga lost
When I put this chop to work, I'm tryna lay a nigga off (Nigga)
Yeah, you the type to take a nigga sauce (Lame)
Morg a real demon, nigga, he'll face you in the mall (What up, Morg?)
We like a hoop team, 'cause we score in transition
How you can't find me? I'm in the hood, transmission (Get it?)
One call, got him dropped, I guess he had Cricket
Paid nigga, had pape' before a pandemic
You paid ten, I paid four hundred, these two different type of lines (Cream)
Like you all the way in Cali, we on two different type of times (Get it?)
Trippin' with that stick all out in public like I'm blind
I'ma win wherever niggas send me like I'm Bron (Nigga)
Most hated in the city, got that name from drillin' (Shitt)
Most hated in the city, y'all got that name from stealin' (Stealin' shit, nigga)
Actin' like he gang, I bet we take his blicky (We need it)
Glock 43 is small, but this bitch take a fifty (Boy)
Just me and this Glock all in a nigga hood
Boy, if I had a genie, I'd wish a nigga would
[Outro]
Cash Gang shit, nigga
Clear the Air was written by FWC Big Key.
Clear the Air was produced by Sweet Pea (Producer).
FWC Big Key released Clear the Air on Wed Oct 21 2020.