Clappers lyrics

[Intro: 42 Dugg & Slimelife Shawty]
Don't come around here tryna pop
Who one minute, next minute [?]
[?] really in my pocket
No bands on my wrist, n*gga, these watches
Spend my sh*t, gon' need you a doctor
Free my [?]
Nah, for real
Nah, for real, nah, for real, the realest n*gga
Free the f*cking menace
(Nile, I hear you)
Yeah, yeah, free the rest of the guys though
(This sound like Quel)

[Chorus: Slimelife Shawty]
Don't worry 'bout the car I drove
Don't worry 'bout the car I drive
Don't worry 'bout the b*tch I f*cked
Don't worry 'bout the b*tch she mine
Don't worry 'bout the block I bent
Whеn a n*gga got hit and he almost died
Don't worry 'bout the sh*t I do
I stay in my lanе lil b*tch I'm vile
I create a mood, lil' b*tch I'ma vibe
I'm flashing past them, nobody can ride
I mind my business I do what I do
And I stack up these hundreds, take care of the guys
I'm going all the way there 'bout the slime
I'm going over beyond about mine
Last n*gga play with the gang got fried
n*gga free lil' Fletch, I mean he tried
[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]
Had to tell all my steppers, they done least got nines
R.I.P. Neff, last time I cried
[?] still with me, only b*tch that rode
Stop this b*tch, damn, free my bro
Glock still fit even though I'm chopping
Drop this b*tch then explore my options
Say you want the clappers, n*gga, I send 'em
Penthouse five, n*gga, I'm [?]
Every time I think it's play, I blow
Track outside, limo tints
Ask cuz who cuz, lil' cuz got smoked
All my young n*ggas still sell dope
Told my bro can't talk on no phone
Think sh*t sweet 'til you up in them zones
You talking to a beast, n*gga, watch your tone
b*tch

[Chorus: Slimelife Shawty]
Don't worry 'bout the car I drove
Don't worry 'bout the car I drive
Don't worry 'bout the b*tch I f*cked
Don't worry 'bout the b*tch she mine
Don't worry 'bout the block I bent
When a n*gga got hit and he almost died
Don't worry 'bout the sh*t I do
I stay in my lane lil b*tch I'm vile
Creator mode lil b*tch I'ma vibe
I'm flashing past them, nobody can ride
I mind my business I do what I do
And I stack up these hundreds, take care of the guys
I'm going all the way there 'bout the slime
I'm going over beyond about mine
Last n*gga play with the gang got fried
n*gga free lil Fletch I mean he tried
[Verse 2: Slimelife Shawty]
Real deal stepper
I'm with steppers
BottomBoy rapper (2B's for life)
Not no rap n*gga gon' slap who
What's wrong with your slappers boy?
You just yapper
You want attention, come get the clappers
You want attention, come meet the smackers
f*ck 'em we ballin', youngins in charge
I'm still in the hood, I'm good
On ten, don't know how to fall
I came finessin, I want it all
Dead or in jail, I'ma do it for my dawg
Used to play the bench now playing with the ball
Ain't resting no n*gga just know I ain't stallin'

[Chorus: Slimelife Shawty]
Don't worry 'bout the car I drove
Don't worry 'bout the car I drive
Don't worry 'bout the b*tch I f*cked
Don't worry 'bout the b*tch she mine
Don't worry 'bout the block I bent
When a n*gga got hit and he almost died
Don't worry 'bout the sh*t I do
I stay in my lane lil b*tch I'm vile
Creator mode lil b*tch I'ma vibe
I'm flashing past them, nobody can ride
I mind my business I do what I do
And I stack up these hundreds, take care of the guys
I'm going all the way there 'bout the slime
I'm going over beyond about mine
Last n*gga play with the gang got fried
n*gga free lil Fletch I mean he tried
[Outro: Slimelife Shawty]
Real deal stepper
I'm with steppers
BottomBoy rap 2B's for life
Not to rap n*gga gon' slatt who
What's wrong with your slappers boy
You just yapper
You want attention come get the clappers
You want attention go meet the smackers