Clappin' - Yung Emkay, UnoTheActivist

Yeah, yeah

FOTY, FOTY, FOTY

Finesser of the year, lil bitch

Finesser of the year, lil bitch

Yeah, bitch

I’m on the block, you know I keep a ratchet

You don’t want war, I take your shit, 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

Niggas be phony, yeah, they really capping

My niggas really slangin', yeah, we trapping

Couple thotties in my bed right now

You ain’t got cash, pussy boy, pipe down

I just took your bitch, you wondering how

Money hungry, bitch, I need it right now

If she ain’t fucking get the fuck out my house

Water on me and you thought it’s a drought

Sipping codeine, fuck you talking about?

OG gas on me came straight from the South

That ho talk too much, put my dick in her mouth

I stay on the streets, bitch, 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 bitch

Yeah, my niggas, we is savage

I might shoot a nigga up in traffic

Just hit a nigga with the address

I’m on the block, you know I keep a ratchet

You don’t want war, I take your shit, 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

Niggas be phony, yeah, they really capping

My niggas really slangin', yeah, we trapping

(Yeah, yeah)

Wipe your nose (Slatt)

Just like clean niggas (Dig)

Fucking on your ho (Yeah)

And I mean it (Let's go)

Chopper hold that beam

Yeah, yeah

Beaming shit (Yeah)

Baby gon' pop that bean

She know I’m on that lean, lil bitch (Yeah)

Use your lips (Woah)

Come suck this dick (Suck this dick)

.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 shit like masses plenty (Huh)

With a Pyrex pot in that kitchen (That kitchen)

And I’m serving all these lil niggas

I’m on the block, you know I keep a ratchet

You don’t want war, I take your shit, 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

Niggas be phony, yeah, they really capping

My niggas really slangin', yeah, we trapping

I got codeine in my system

She complain but I won’t listen

Send two shots, bitch, I ain’t missing

Yung Emkay, I bring the wisdom

Sipping drank and you can’t get none

Give no fuck 'bout where you came from

Claim you got hoes but can’t name one

I fuck hoes but I won’t save 'em

I get the cash, bitch (Ayy, yeah)

I just caught a fuckin' 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 niggas living lavish

I’m on the block, you know I keep a ratchet

You don’t want war, I take your shit, 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

Niggas be phony, yeah, they really capping

My niggas really slangin', yeah, we trapping

I’m on the block, you know I keep a ratchet

You don’t want war, I take your shit, 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

Niggas be phony, yeah, they really capping

My niggas really slangin', yeah, we trapping