Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 911 (Clap For Em), artist - Grip. Date of issue: 02.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
911 (Clap For Em) |
| Call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Okay, I’m killing this shit, I need a round of applause |
| If it’s money to be made then I’m down for the cause |
| Take a penny then I stretch it to a million |
| Rich nigga steppin' in the building |
| Came from the bottom with dreams of the top |
| Humble beginnings now I’m the cream of the crop |
| A fiend for the green, looking mean in the drop |
| Pull up gang strong, make a scene on the block |
| Now you seen what I got |
| Please no scheming or I’m cleaning your clock |
| Don’t nothin' intervene with the guap, stop |
| I’m thumbing through the bills like a cashier |
| Lot of shit done changed since last year |
| Ex blowing up my line but that shit dead |
| Send a text to my phone, «Hey, bighead» |
| A young nigga ballin', phys ed |
| This Blue Flame but I’m finna paint this bitch red |
| Okay, I’m killing this shit, I need a round of applause |
| If it’s money to be made then I’m down for the cause |
| Take a penny then I stretch it to a million |
| Rich nigga steppin' in the building |
| Call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Okay, you at your mama crib, clap for 'em |
| Had to get it how you live, clap for 'em |
| Blow a check like that, clap for 'em |
| You gon' get it right back, clap for 'em |
| Okay, I used to live with roaches in the crib |
| Always knew I’m 'posed to do it big |
| Do it for the ones that’s closest to my rib |
| Fuck a 9 to 5 and posting at the gig |
| I need big bread, get it how you live, homie |
| Stray Gang, they’ll split a nigga wig for me |
| Nowadays bad bitches got dibs on me |
| And we ain’t never been friends if you been phony |
| And I gotta keep a lid on the drama |
| Keep the whip with the llama |
| Get a crib for my mama |
| You boys hustling backwards |
| Fuck the fame, nigga, go and get the bag first |
| Okay, I’m killing this shit, I need a round of applause |
| If it’s money to be made then I’m down for the cause |
| Take a penny then I stretch it to a million |
| Rich nigga steppin' in the building |
| Call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Call 911, call 911, call 911 'cause we killing them |
| Okay, you at your mama crib, clap for 'em |
| Had to get it how you live, clap for 'em |
| Blow a check like that, clap for 'em |
| You gon' get it right back, clap for 'em |