Lyrics Really Clean - Blake

Really Clean

Yeah
Look
Look
Hop out really clean, bitch my engine soundin' mean
Can’t talk to nobody, they like what got into me
Boy you talk real loud but I swear that my diamonds sing
Gotta watch out for them snakes, can’t let’em get too close to me
Hop out really clean, bitch my engine soundin' mean
Can’t talk to nobody, they like what got into me
Boy you talk real loud but I swear that my diamonds sing
Gotta watch out for them snakes, can’t let 'em get too close to me
They can’t get too close to me
They can’t get control of me
Always on my phone but they can’t get a hold of me
Stack my M’s and stay low key 'cause that’s just how it’s pose to be
Look, I don’t believe in guns but I keep 'em real close to me
Look, bitch I like to speed, I think I’m Lightning McQueen
My wrist is on freeze, your wrist, it speak Japanese
Lil bitch hit my weed, she chokin', claimin' she can’t breathe
Bad lil Asian teen got imported from overseas
Boy look at yo' jewelry, man, you know you need to stop
Out here trickin' hoes, talkin' 'bout it cost a lot
Trynna conversate but she keep starin' at my watch
She keep on pressin' buttons, she just trynna drop the top
Hop out really clean, bitch my engine soundin' mean
Can’t talk to nobody, they like what got into me
Boy you talk real loud but I swear that my diamonds sing
Gotta watch out for them snakes, can’t let’em get too close to me
Hop out really clean, bitch my engine soundin' mean
Can’t talk to nobody, they like what got into me
Boy you talk real loud but I swear that my diamonds sing
Gotta watch out for them snakes, can’t let 'em get too close to me
Look, hop up in my whip, we can take a lil trip
Red bottoms on to match the seats up in my whip
Bitch, I’m wit' whatever, I know they waitin' on me to slip
I can’t trust nobody, I ain’t mean to come off stiff
Geekin' off the white, mommy got me up all night
Got me up all night, she want me book her a flight
Touchin' on my ice, she had asked give me the pipe
Speed past a red light, I told her to hold on tight
Ain’t no info on my gun, just on some shit you can’t afford
She don’t even got a whip but her bag Christian Dior
You could give 'em all you got, they gone still come ask for more
Boy fuck what you talkin' 'bout, I don’t think that’s in the store
Hop out really clean, bitch my engine soundin' mean
Can’t talk to nobody, they like what got into me
Boy you talk real loud but I swear that my diamonds sing
Gotta watch out for them snakes, can’t let’em get too close to me
Hop out really clean, bitch my engine soundin' mean
Can’t talk to nobody, they like what got into me
Boy you talk real loud but I swear that my diamonds sing
Gotta watch out for them snakes, can’t let' em get too close to me
Yeah, close to me
Yeah, they can’t get control of me
Yeah, stay low key
Always on my phone but they can’t get a hold of me