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Class Clown Lyrics by TNT (KENYA)

Most of these niggas they talkin' 
That shit on the gram but they hiding location
If the money don't wait for nobody it's harder 
For me to be finding the patience

Yea, you ever been in a foreign 
That look like inside of a spaceship?
Well, girl If you wanna be, swallow and taste it
We send him up like a drone, 
It ain't no goofy inside of my home
We put him down, in the ground
Nigga start flexing he catching them rounds
We got the loud smoke reefer, we in the field goals fifa
I got the bread, dough pizza

Motherf*ck all of my teachers
They used to tell me I wouldnt be nothing
Now they gotta pay to see me in person Yea
50 thousand for the verses
Better have money if you wanna purchase

You need some money if you want to cop 
The drop and it probably cost alot
You need the racks if you want to cop the packs
You know we ain't paying the tax
Ain't paying tax we just evading those
Police with the plainest clothes
Niggas'll hate when a young nigga chain is froze
It's fuck who the gang oppose

I seen the lamest hoes, you better change your tone
30 gonn' aim he froze, yea
T'n'The only niggas in Nairobi who come with the bangers bro
I'm in the field with the go getters
All my young niggas turned into whole sellers
I just be stacking up more cheddar 
Give a fuck what a cop or a hoe tell us
Niggas be claiming they want pressure 
So we sending them up like the propellers
Fuck out my way 'fore the folks get us
Niggas all in my hood be the most jealous

Smoking, puff it, then you pass round
I went looking for the cash 
Look what the cash found, damn
Yea I Used to be the class clown
Uh but I'm busy laughing to the bank now
Smoking, puff it, then you pass round
I went looking for the cash 
Look what the cash found, damn
Yea I Used to be the class clown
Uh But I'm busy laughing to the bank

Me and the bro we tight I am not sipping on liquor 
Bitch I'm on a four tonight
My soda spiked, I'm really up in the fields 
Just ducking the cobra bights
Just close your eyes, I don't think 
Nobody really has ever had colder ice
I'm so precise, I can't be talking 'bout nothing
If it don't involve a price

Let's roll tonight, them niggas acting like 
They ain't gonn' run in your home tonight
She so polite, she know she sucking on dick 
But she ain't getting boned tonight, ok
I send 'em up, up, up and away
She wanna ride with the stars in the wraith

Nigga try to rob might catch us a case
Bitch I ball might sign for the lakers
Bitch I ball might sign for the clippers
I ain't even tryna come through for the features
Make one I call I slide with the creatures
Make one call I slide with the demons
Shooter might blast if you give him a reason
I'm on a whole other different season
You know I ball, aim, precision
If you a boss gotta make a decision

Yea, I ain't tryna count the money, I'm tryna weigh it
Nothing really goes unless I say it
She call you and you but she call me favorite
Yea, they treat me like a nigga made it

Smoking, puff it, then you pass round
I went looking for the cash 
Look what the cash found, damn
Yea I Used to be the class clown
Uh but I'm busy laughing to the bank now
Smoking, puff it, then you pass round
I went looking for the cash 
Look what the cash found, damn
Yea I Used to be the class clown
Uh But I'm busy laughing to the bank

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About Class Clown

Album : Class Clown (Single)
Release Year : 2020
Copyright : (c) 2020
Added By : Huntyr Kelx
Published : Mar 08 , 2020

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