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Clear the Spot

Duvy

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Duvy
Duvy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Duvy
Duvy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Internet Money
Internet Money
Producer
Census
Census
Producer
Speaker Bangerz
Speaker Bangerz
Producer
Mason
Mason
Producer

Lyrics

Southside shit (SpeakerBangerz) Yeah, 17 (Census, what you cookin'?) See, I ain't come around enough, You think I'm mad at you (Yeah) I ain't trippin' 'bout that shit, You know that past due (That past due) You ain't never met a youngin hot as me, yeah, yeah Keepin' it true, that what we doin' (That what we doin') Grrt, grrt (Yeah) Gotta watch that love, shit fifty Double back that shit for Skinny I don't know if many really hear me (Can you hear me?) Stuff the clip, yeah, slide too (We slide) Uh (Huh, yeah) Project baby, run the streets up on my own (Rollin' on my own) Zip that boy, roll him out the zip (Yeah, yeah, fresh up out that zip) Block getting hot, I tell my lil' n—, "Clean your crib" (Clean that spot, yeah, yeah) This shit go on and on (It go on) Street life, I'm living with my wrongs (Yeah, living with my wrongs) Pop his top, that boy, he a headache (Yeah, headaches, yeah, yeah) Put 10K in these jeans, they real like me, this shit cost 1K (No bap) I hit your friend, you already knew that, I'm tryna catch a vibe (Tryna catch a vibe) She sip Henny when she wrong You know this ain't what you want (Yeah, yeah) Come to my trench, you know it's real, who need a partner? Hit my phone (Yeah, yeah) You was never there, how you gon' judge the way we living? Hurt to see your n—'s mom cry Pocket rocket on me, I got used to the killing DaMarcus on my side and he got used to that feeling Grrt, grrt Gotta watch that love, shit fifty Double back that shit for Skinny (That shit for bro) I don't know if many really hear me (They hear me?) Stuff the clip, yeah, slide too (Yeah, slide) Uh (Yeah, huh) Project baby, run the streets up on my own (Rollin' on my own) Zip that boy, roll him out the zip (Roll him out the zip, yeah, yeah) Block getting hot, I tell my lil' n—, "Clean your crib" (Yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Lance Donavan Bledsoe, Mason Wu, Duvy Jane, Mike Census Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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