Lyrics Ken Car$on – Clutch

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Clutch Lyrics – Ken Car$on

Singer: Ken Car$on
Title: Clutch

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Rob a n#gg# bare face, no mask
I don’t give a f#ck, put the cash in the bags
I pulled up with a stick and pulled off real fast
n#gg#s think they the sh#t, but they really bе #ss

12 lookin’ for me, I’m doin’ the dash
It’s the CPN, givе a f#ck if I crash
I’m rollin’ off X, I just took a dab
I’m high as f#ck, it’s makin’ me laugh (Haha)

I’m in New York, you can get stabbed
I’m in LA with a Glock on my lap
I’m in the A with a Glock on my lap
Keep my Glock every day, anywhere I can have it

I keep my Glock on me, I treat it like a bad b#tch
I keep me a Glock, I can’t go out sad, b#tch
The last n#gg# that ain’t have it ain’t live another day to grasp it
I clutch on whoever look at me (I clutch every day)

I clutch on whoever look at me (I clutch every day)
I clutch on whoever look at me (I clutch every day)
I clutch on whoever look at me (I clutch every day)
I’ma ride with it, know I’ma shoot

I keep me a stick, I keep me a Groot
I’m totin’ a K, ain’t talkin’ Kahoot
I f#ck on your bae, I f#ck on your boo
These n#gg#s be gay, I mean they be fruits

Dressin’ formal today, got a Raf Simons suit
You know my kicks Maison Mihara too
It’s Bottega or Rick when I’m rockin’ some boots
I rock this sh#t, make it look cool

You rock this sh#t, make it look poop
Your fit ain’t nothin’, my fit somethin’ to do
That b#tch ain’t nothin’, she smash the whole crew
Lil’ b#tch, I ain’t done, lil’ b#tch, I ain’t through

After we catchin’ ’em lackin’ we catchin’ you too
All you can hear is “Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo”
You can run, you can hide, but we slidin’ on you
Send a guy in the sky and he glidin’ on you

Do whatever it take to get the job through
There go 12, I’m like “Aw shoot”
If they trail, we gon’ all shoot
Rob a n#gg# bare face, no mask

I don’t give a f#ck, put the cash in the bags
I pulled up with a stick and pulled off real fast
n#gg#s think they the sh#t, but they really be #ss
12 lookin’ for me, I’m doin’ the dash

It’s the CPN, give a f#ck if I crash
I’m rollin’ off X, I just took a dab
I’m high as f#ck, it’s makin’ me laugh (Haha)
I’m in New York, you can get stabbed

I’m in LA with a Glock on my lap
I’m in the A with a Glock on my lap
Keep my Glock everyday, anywhere I can have it
I keep my Glock with me, I treat it like a bad b#tch

I keep me a Glock, I can’t go out sad, b#tch
The last n#gg# that ain’t have it ain’t live another day to grasp it (b#tch)
I clutch on whoever look at me (I clutch every day)
I clutch on whoever look at me (I clutch every day)

I clutch on whoever look at me (I clutch every day)
I clutch on whoever look at me (I clutch every day)
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