Claire lyrics
by Alex Wiley
[Intro: Alex Wiley]
Where is she?
Oh my god, Claire!
You look so nice today!
No, really!
[Verse 1: Alex Wiley]
I push the button, flip the switch
Leave the tables flipped and sh*t
You go 60 plus in practice
When it's clutch you miss the kiss
Down by one, give my di*k a break
Why don't you let a player play?
Ridin' through, you Tyronn Lue
I'm AI with the fade away
f*ck any n*gga that throw shade
I was chillin' in a sweater your momma just crocheted
I've been feelin' like a b*tch is somethin' I won't say
I been feelin' like a b*tch with this beard, but I won't shave
But I was sittin' in the middle
Hate me in the kennel
Throwin' bricks about the homies
They'll break the hunna water, city block, no skittles
So riddle me this
Pick a letter that don't rhyme
But when you goin' do this
They b*tchin'
Miss me? Listen
You gon' end up missing
You know who gon' find you? Some old b*tch fishing
No b*tch, listen!
I'm done with the game
Got the sun through my back
See me off in the distance, damn
Never'll be seen again
Said she ain't dome the squad
Never believe your friends
She told me she on the pill
I don't really give no f*cks, Imma just leave it in
[Chorus: Alex Wiley]
I can't even stunt
I can't even stunt we three Suburbans deep
Look like the f*ckin' federales when we roll up
I can't even stunt
I can't even stunt if you come through this
Session with a swisher n*gga
You don't even know us
I can't even stunt
I can't even stunt we three Suburbans deep
Look like the f*ckin' federales when we roll up
I can't even stunt
I can't even stunt if you come through this
Session with a swisher n*gga
You don't even know us
[Verse 2: Pouya]
I got a new corolla
Bendin' the corner, doin' yoga
Race down all the time
The engine needs water, the seats don't recline
The AC don't work
The carpet got dirt
I guess what I'm tryn'a say is
You mine so I love you regardless
One man's garbage, another man's goddess
We going through the car wash until you spotless
Push a button just to see you topless
I know the Lambos gossip, and the rovas too
They wanna know why I got a soft spot for you
We'd a been through a lot, had you parked in my spot every night
And we never forgot to turn off the lights
Until that one day, I done slipped up
And that tow truck
Picked up my b*tch
[Chorus: Alex Wiley]
I can't even stunt
I can't even stunt we three Suburbans deep
Look like the f*ckin' federales when we roll up
I can't even stunt
I can't even stunt if you come through this
Session with a swisher n*gga
You don't even know us
I can't even stunt
I can't even stunt we three Suburbans deep
Look like the f*ckin' federales when we roll up
I can't even stunt
I can't even stunt if you come through this
Session with a swisher n*gga
You don't even know us