Lyrics Profilin - Clyde Carson

Profilin

Fair
Trinkin' some out the bottle
I had 'em follow
Me and my niggas to the condo
Smokin' top shelf pod
Brought the box out
Still on sixers
Caught them lookin' when I hopped out
I’mma giant
8P perfect timing
Grinding'
Under, with the
Had a chance with me, but they passed on me
with 200 on the dashboard
Know it, if I say it, I’mma stand on it
Fuck it, know who you can’t wait to get your hands on
I got it
Is whatever that you need, it’s no problem
On the strip, profilin'
Push the pedal
Hear the tires just howlin'
I got dough, honey more
She actin' like she ready
All in love, but it’s only with the
Keep it in the
Put some money where my me
Tipsy, awesome H-Juice and some Codeine
(Yeah)
In the projects
Fresh out, right to some mob shit
What’s the object
Get as much dough, as I can fit inside my pockets
In the friend zome
Must have beeen the Benz or why
In the end zone
Running up the points, if we start, we gonna finish it
I’m amazing
Pull up
New interior and paint
Dangerous
Look out, 'cause she
I figured they was mad, 'cause I heard they
She knows that when she hear that ain’t hurtin' me
Dope shit
That’s why you gonna learn for me
And tonight she just wanna burn with me
I got it
Is whatever that you need, it’s no problem
On the strip, profilin'
Push the pedal
Hear the tires just howlin'
I got dough, honey more
She actin' like she ready
All in love, but it’s only with the
Keep it in the
Put some money where my me
Tipsy, awesome H-Juice and some Codeine