It's Clay Raw on the Track Man
Ok hold up bitch I'm hardly sober
Ak-47 in my wood and on my shoulder
I'm smoking on that gas that make me go and see Jehovah
Only time I'm in the store to by myself some baking soda (Some baking soda)
Ok hold up bitch I'm hardly sober
Ak-47 in my wood and on my shoulder
I'm smoking on that gas that make me go and see Jehovah
Only time I'm in the store to by myself some baking soda (Some baking soda)
Ok hold up I jus got pulled ova (Damn)
I Hope he don't know that I keep the snow like Minnesota (Go Vikings)
I ask him what's the problem he said he gotta hit his quota (Fr)
I give him five bands and a fucking twelve pack of Doughnuts (Laugh)
They see me by myself n they say that Clay Raw a lona
But they don't know that I got them shooters just like Villanova
Nando dropped a boy and put his homie in a coma
He told me job was done and then I bought him a corona
All my hoes is pretty they be giving me the globber
I nutted in her eye so she can see I'm not the father
She love to ride my broomstick that bitch think she Harry Potter
And I keep her pussy wet yea I call her my sea otter
I'm always in the coup Im only knowin how to swerve
I like my ride quite bitch I'm seen before I'm heard
I call my trap Popeyes cuz all the chickens that I serve
And I vaporize my weed cuz man it's better for my nerves
I get so fucking faded bitch I think I'm Tony Stark (I am Iron Man)
Let my professor hit the wood he said -this weed is off the charts
I wonder how u fit that in that lil piece of bark
Round my grade up to an A n bitch I'll teach you how to spark (Really?)
Shoutout to my weed plug man he never miss a beat
He got all exotic strains I swear his weed from overseas
What you smoking on Clay, man this strain called nigga please
First I mix the weed w dabs n kief n then I light it up n cheese
Light it up n cheese
Light it up n cheese
First I mix the weed w dabs n kief n then I light it up n cheese
Ok hold up bitch I'm hardly sober
Ak-47 in my wood and on my shoulder