Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Really Clean, artist - Blake. Date of issue: 27.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |