Clutched In (3800 Degrees) lyrics

[Intro: Herm Tha Blacksheep & Youngboy Never Broke Again)
[Herm]
Aye say b*tch
(Dante You Snapped On This One)
You gotta think bout Bird mo-sho
(D-Roc)
Bird might pull up Escalade one day, in a Suburban, then a Hellcat
[YB]
I know that b*tch be coming Bo-cuttin' up but look here
Aye i'm finna hang up right quick, 'nd ima get off into this
Ya heard me I-I-I got some sh*t i'm tryna spea-i'm tryna speak my-my gangsta sh*t to these people
I'm turn-you already know i'ma turn you up b*tch
T-M-U 5
[Herm]
Love ya'
[YB]
Love you to

[Verse 1: Youngboy Never Broke Again}
Look, I got to lit up my Newport
Not to far from Newport
I'm stuck here in the studio
Like i'm selling dope, they outchea f*cking with these hoes
Don't get it backwards, you a f*ck round get your head peeled
And in your blood you take a bath in
In the F1 like a speed racer, she say i need patience
Glock coming like a Terminator, they know that I go crazy
Contemplating about dealing that boy, while i'm out of my sleep
(Let's do it)
b*tch go talk to God, we make sure that you sleep
I'm wit' some cutthroat no name full of dope n*ggas
Bout a 8ball of cocaine , he through yo' window
For a 4L of that dope sh*t, he probably f*ckin' kill ya'
I ain't never f*ckin' close cuz I don't f*ck around with n*ggas
Make a n*gga kick yo' door
Make a n*gga spray that b*tch in
f*cked up 'bout it, Meechybaby talkin' bout ever since he been in
1 revolver 2 FN's we up with 1 FN
You talkin' bout it, all that beefin' you better clutched in
I been about it, we post up and we get you bussed in
Talkin' bout get you bussed up, stomach shots knock out yo' guts
Give no f*cks, Li daddy we been known to cut up
You got me f*cked up I ain't like them other boys round there
[Chrous]
You better keep a choppa wit' you
Talk bout playin' wit Lil Top
Yo whole clique better be killers
Talk bout playin' wit Lil Top
They gotta be nothing but creatures
When you f*ckin' with Top
It's only killin' it ain't no even
When you f*ckin' with Top
Now that's how it's posed to be
pus*y n*gga notice me, they know bout me
With a shoulder strap choppa hanging all off my back, where the NOLA be
I'm off into that sh*t, when you get in
n*gga come and f*ck with me
I can vouch for that and it been plenty times Li Slime had to bust for free
At the park wit a coke and some coke, n*gga and I ain't giving sh*t for free

[Verse 2]
I went Davving bout Gavin, ain't get nun said we stuck the b*tch for free
But i heard some lil boys cross the crossroad, wanna get up with me
I'm sending 3 cars cross the crossroad, n*gga you can't f*ck with me
They all chopped down with them loads, at night don't use no beams
Gone catch 'em at the bus, and show the b*tch bout playing wit me
(Youngboy)

[Chrous]
You better keep a choppa wit' you
Talk bout playin' wit Lil Top
Yo whole clique better be killers
Talk bout playin' wit Lil Top
They gotta be nothing but creatures
When you f*ckin' with Top
It's only killin' it ain't no even
When you f*ckin' with Top
Now that's how it's posed to be
pus*y n*gga notice me, they know bout me
With a shoulder strap choppa hanging all off my back, where the NOLA be
I'm off into that sh*t, when you get in
n*gga come and f*ck with me
I can vouch for that and it been plenty times Li Slime had to bust for free
At the park wit a coke and some coke, n*gga and I ain't giving sh*t for free