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night mode. - clarence the kid lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
sheesh! huh

[pre*hook]
yuh, kinda want a bust down (bust down!)
bought a fake bust down but that sh*t’s still shimmering
i been tryna cut down (cut it!)
caught myself going round town putting p*ssy on the hit list
n*ggas tryna show out?
you don’t wanna know how long i been feeling reckless
really might pop out (boom!)
it’s a f*cking knock out hit after hit i be getting, real sh*t

[hook]
i rolled up on a rolls royce, thought about robbing it
i’ve been outta pocket, young n*gga nonsense
gossip, people always talking
i be on my own sh*t, always on boss sh*t, nauseous (whoa!)
sick of the competition coming up short on the kid
i’ve been itching for a win
that i really had to fight for, i’ve been on night mode
nocturnal sh*t, what’s the light for n*gga

[verse]
yeah, sun go down, that’s another day gone
but you know i’m still on n*gga (on n*gga)
real sh*t, king sh*t, never not me sh*t
but i’m still the don, n*gga (don n*gga)
big talk, wrist watch, p*ssed off all the d*mn opps in the set n*gga
selfish, reckless, gold plated necklace, but she’s still wet n*gga (haha!)
please pick your poison, do you want the smoke or do you want to forfeit
i tend to ignore n*ggas talking they sh*t but i’m p*ssed
so i’m airing out all of the laundry, you cannot ignore me
your favorite artist sounding boring lately so i’m glad he hate me
i’ve been meditating in the desert decapitating every rapper
that’s showing his face around me, yeah yeah
murder season, i’ma make a k!lling
that’s how i got it hoe (haha)
she like the whip when i pull up (skrrrt)
i just bought it hoe (that sh*t go vroom)
shaking my fist that’s a dice roll
snake eyes everywhere that i go
f*ck around, run game with my eyes closed…
still dark still night mode
[pre*hook]
kinda want a bust down (bust down!)
bought a fake bust down but that sh*t’s still shimmering
been tryna cut down (cut down)
caught myself going round town putting p*ssy on the hit list
n*ggas wanna show out? (huh?)
you don’t wanna know how long i been feeling reckless
i’m just tryna pop out (pop out!)
it’s a f*cking knock out hit after hit i be getting, real sh*t

[outro]
yeah boy!
clarence the f*cking kid
you already know what the f*ck going on
bob li on the f*cking beat (shaw00p!)
hammers and saws and sh*t
gra*ka*ka*ka*ka, gra*ka*ka*ka*ka
he built that sh*t out
(bang, bang, bang!)

- clarence the kid lyrics

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