Clifford

[Intro]
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes, goodbye (Oh)
It was always you that I despised, (Mm)
I don't feel enough for you to cry, oh well, (Oh)
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Goodbye (Yeah, wait, what)

[Chorus]
Walk up in Saks and I get to the racks
Grrrt, that nigga got shot in his back
Running this bitch like a mu'fuckin track
He stupid as fuck, he get hit in the cap
Fuck around wit me, you got take off the map
Got AR, and that bitch finna clatt
Forgetting that I'm first and you last
I hope my opps get put in the past

[Verse]
Where yo' racks, huh, huh?
I be spilling blood, huh
All this love shit fucked up
But I got all sucked up
You're a skeezie, and a dub
Rock Moncleezy in the club
For no reezy, it's a stunt
And you capping just for fun
I would never do that, on god
Wanna not fuck with me, that your loss
Ain't no Hugo, bitch I'm a Boss
I could still cop it no matter the cost
I'm getting the green, allergic to moss
I'm not an Italian, I got the sauce
You finna shop on a spree at Ross
To even get closer to me, it cost
So, probably don't consider
Yo' shit small, and my shit bigger
I'ma have to pull the trigger
So much chains, could call me nigge‎r
You ain't ever seen a figure
Finna sweep yo' ass like Swiffer
Sipping red ain't talking Clifford
Left that bitch right on delivered

[Chorus]
Walk up in Saks and I get to the racks
Grrrt, that nigga got shot in his back
Running this bitch like a mu'fuckin track
He stupid as fuck, he get hit in the cap
Fuck around, and you got take off the map
Got AR, and that bitch finna clatt
Forgetting that I'm first and you last
I hope my opps get put in a pack