Clappin’ lyrics

[Intro: Yung Emkay]
Yeah, yeah
FOTY, FOTY, FOTY
Finesser of the year, lil b*tch
Finesser of the year, lil b*tch
Yeah, b*tch

[Chorus: Yung Emkay]
I'm on the block, you know I keep a ratchet
You don't want war, I take your sh*t, we snatching
Gucci all on me, dripping when I'm stepping
I'm with gang so we can get the clapping
Ran up a sack, you do know it happen
Two forty seven be the life I'm repping
n*ggas be phony, yeah, they really capping
My n*ggas really slangin', yeah, we trapping

[Verse 1: Yung Emkay]
Couple thotties in my bed right now
You ain't got cash, pus*y boy, pipe down
I just took your b*tch, you wondering how
Money hungry, b*tch, I need it right now
If she ain't f*cking get the f*ck out my house
Water on me and you thought it's a drought
Sipping codeine, f*ck you talking about?
OG gas on me came straight from the South
That ho talk too much, put my di*k in her mouth
I stay on the streets, b*tch, I don't need your clout
I'm on the stage pouring lean in the crowd
I'm a finesser, I need large amounts
I just pulled up with a bad b*tch
Yeah, my n*ggas, we is savage
I might shoot a n*gga up in traffic
Just hit a n*gga with the address
[Chorus: Yung Emkay]
I'm on the block, you know I keep a ratchet
You don't want war, I take your sh*t, we snatching
Gucci all on me, dripping when I'm stepping
I'm with gang so we can get the clapping
Ran up a sack, you do know it happen
Two forty seven be the life I'm repping
n*ggas be phony, yeah, they really capping
My n*ggas really slangin', yeah, we trapping

[Verse 2: UnoTheActivist]
(Yeah, yeah)
Wipe your nose (Slatt)
Just like clean n*ggas (Dig)
f*cking on your ho (Yeah)
And I mean it (Let's go)
Chopper hold that beam
Yeah, yeah
Beaming sh*t (Yeah)
Baby gon' pop that bean
She know I'm on that lean, lil b*tch (Yeah)
Use your lips (Woah)
Come suck this di*k (Suck this di*k)
.40 on the hip (.40 on the hip)
Boy, you better get help (Boy, you better get help)
No racks (Boy, no racks)
Your ass gets skipped (Your ass gets skipped)
Racks on my neck (Racks on my neck)
Ice chandelier (Ice chandelier)
Thumbing through it
Diamonds real water hitting in the neck
With a big TEC, leave you out to rest
With a big TEC, leave you out to death
(Yeah, yeah)
Got sh*t like masses plenty (Huh)
With a Pyrex pot in that kitchen (That kitchen)
And I'm serving all these lil n*ggas
[Chorus: Yung Emkay]
I'm on the block, you know I keep a ratchet
You don't want war, I take your sh*t, we snatching
Gucci all on me, dripping when I'm stepping
I'm with gang so we can get the clapping
Ran up a sack, you do know it happen
Two forty seven be the life I'm repping
n*ggas be phony, yeah, they really capping
My n*ggas really slangin', yeah, we trapping

[Verse 3: Yung Emkay]
I got codeine in my system
She complain but I won't listen
Send two shots, b*tch, I ain't missing
Yung Emkay, I bring the wisdom
Sipping drank and you can't get none
Give no f*ck 'bout where you came from
Claim you got hoes but can't name one
I f*ck hoes but I won't save 'em
I get the cash, b*tch (Ayy, yeah)
I just caught a f*ckin' body, wrap it up in plastic (Ayy, yeah)
Mama cryin', daddy cryin', yeah, I know it's tragic (Ayy, yeah)
Spend the money, get it back, pockets gymnastic
Yeah, my n*ggas living lavish

[Chorus: Yung Emkay]
I'm on the block, you know I keep a ratchet
You don't want war, I take your sh*t, we snatching
Gucci all on me, dripping when I'm stepping
I'm with gang so we can get the clapping
Ran up a sack, you do know it happen
Two forty seven be the life I'm repping
n*ggas be phony, yeah, they really capping
My n*ggas really slangin', yeah, we trapping
I'm on the block, you know I keep a ratchet
You don't want war, I take your sh*t, we snatching
Gucci all on me, dripping when I'm stepping
I'm with gang so we can get the clapping
Ran up a sack, you do know it happen
Two forty seven be the life I'm repping
n*ggas be phony, yeah, they really capping
My n*ggas really slangin', yeah, we trapping