Claycoquan - NFTA Lyrics

Another chance in the court they had gave him the free throw
Got an innocent bitch and I f*ck with the free hoe
No reason to hide, I ain't got no opps Y'all can go play hide and go seek though
Yeah, no YB, I ain't going outside today I gave her the dick, she like, hip hip hooray
I'm a real clayco, baby, I'm not from the A
Said she done with me, I don't care what she say
Why y'all beef on the net that shit gay She got her hair done in the slay
She looking at me, I say, hey She mad as f*ck, she ain't having her way
I'm wit SB and I can't forget Rai Her baby daddy calling, so I know I can't stay
I'm a real clayco, baby, yea NFTA in downtown Jonesboro with strike
Making these hits and we finna go up Yeah, we ain't scared, no heights
Bad lil' bitch, know I'm pushing up Had the bitch shook like Sprite
You niggas in trouble, he a thief of the night
Brodie strike for a fye wit a beam and a sight Y'all can choose to be thugs, but I care about my life
Yea Strike yea I'm 19 years old, just want me some money
He banging the b, but he sweet like honey I gave her the D till the outside was sunny
Gotta put on the drip, cause I used to dress bummy
He don't know I got fye, he ain't taking nun from
And it's f*ck the police, cause they thinking we gunning
Police doing doing too much, only time I be running
Yeah, smoking on Zot , that nigga move weird
As f*ck since a youngin that nigga a bot
Smoking on zit, that nigga move weird
Ass f*ck since a youngin that nigga a bot
Inhale me sum smoke , then I take me a shot
And I gotta go up, cause I been through a lot
I can't f*ck with that bitch, but I don't wanna stop
Pull up on the bitch like a motherf*cking sock
Another chance in the court they had gave him a free throw
Got an innocent bitch and I f*ck with a free hoe
No reason to hide, I ain't got no opps
Y'all can go play hide-and-go-seek though
Yeah, no YB, I ain't going outside today
I gave her the D, she like hip-hip-hooray
I'm a real clayco, baby, I'm not from the A
Said she done with me, I don't care what she say
Yeah, why y'all beef on the net that shit gay
Yeah, she got hair done and it slay
Yeah, she looking at me, I say, hey
Yeah, she mad as f*ck, she ain't having her way
I'm with SB and I can't forget Rai
Her baby daddy calling, so I know I can't stay
I'm a real clayco, baby, yea NFTA
Yeah, moved out the hood in 10th grade
Yeah, my mama made a way for us
We don't f*ck with the pigs, y'all better stay away from us
Yeah, ain't texting her back
She gon' call my phone and shout and fuss
Yeah, hang up on the bitch
She gon' text my phone in caps and cuss
Yeah, shout out Luhmann, he paperchasing forever
Shout out the gang, yeah, we grew up together
I don't f*ck with that bitch, she change her mood every day
Like the motherf*cking weather
Strike, let's go
Block out the block, lego
Brody, got sticks, say halo
I ain't sipping on lean, I'm sipping Faygo
Gotta buy some, mo leafs take a trip to the store
Yeah, bitch
Posting Snippets on the gram , see y'all f*ck with my music
I do this for fun and y'all still gon' view
Wont dick right for clout, no, I cannot do it, yeah
Take me a walk then I light my spliff
Now I'm so high, like I'm right off a cliff
Walk in with a zip and my dog tryna give it a sniff
Walked in this bitch room and we f*cked off rip
Not from the A, NFTA
Not from the A, NFTA
Not from the A, NFTA
Not from the A, NFTA
Not from the A, NFTA
Not from the A, NFTA
Not from the A, NFTA
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