Don't Worry (Clappers)

Nah, for real

Nah, for real, nah, for real, the realest ****

And free the fuckin' menace

Yeah, yeah, free the rest of the guys, though

This sound like Quel

Don't worry 'bout the car I drove

Don't worry 'bout the car I drive

Don't worry 'bout the bitch I fucked

Don't worry 'bout the bitch, she mine

Don't worry 'bout the block I bent

When a **** got hit and he almost died

Don't worry 'bout the shit I do

I stay in my lane, lil' bitch, I'm a vibe

Creator mode, lil' bitch, I'ma vibe

I'm flashin' past them, nobody can ride

I mind my business, I do what I do

And I stack up these hundreds, take care of the guys

I'm goin' all the way there 'bout the slime

I'm goin' over, beyond about mine

Last **** play with the gang got fried

****, free lil' Fletch, I mean he tried

Free all the opps, don't take it personal

You was in industries, I never heard of you

I ride with killers, you know they'll murder you

I tell 'em go and they come where you are

Nine times outta ten, ain't puttin' no **** in my mix

I'm solid, that's just how I rock

Call me a chauffeur, nah, fuck a chauffeur

I'm with lil' Minnis, he slap it in park

Should I count all these hundreds or go kill the opps?

You don't bleed how I bleed, boy, I bleed the block

You don't see what I see, ****, I see the top

I tried to stop, I tried to stop

I tried to duck all the beef and the opps

I tried to stay low and stack all the guap

I tried to stay in my lane and keep me sane

But they worryin' 'bout me nonstop

Don't worry 'bout the car I drove

Don't worry 'bout the car I drive

Don't worry 'bout the bitch I fucked

Don't worry 'bout the bitch, she mine

Don't worry 'bout the block I bent

When a **** got hit and he almost died

Don't worry 'bout the shit I do

I stay in my lane, lil' bitch, I'm a vibe

Creator mode, lil' bitch, I'ma vibe

I'm flashin' past them, nobody can ride

I mind my business, I do what I do

And I stack up these hundreds, take care of the guys

I'm goin' all the way there 'bout the slime

I'm goin' over, beyond about mine

Last **** play with the gang got fried

****, free lil' Fletch, I mean he tried

Real deal stepper

I'm with steppers

BottomBoy rapper (2B's for life)

Not no rapper, ****, gon' slap who?

What's wrong with your slappers, boy?

You just a yapper

You want attention, come get the clappers

You want attention, come meet the smackers

Fuck 'em, we ballin', youngins in charge

I'm still in the hood, I'm good

On ten, don't know how to fall

I came finessin', I want it all

Dead or in jail, I'ma do it for my dawg

Used to play the bench now playin' with the ball

Ain't restin', no, ****, just know I ain't stallin'

Don't worry 'bout the car I drove

Don't worry 'bout the car I drive

Don't worry 'bout the bitch I fucked

Don't worry 'bout the bitch, she mine

Don't worry 'bout the block I bent

When a **** got hit and he almost died

Don't worry 'bout the shit I do

I stay in my lane, lil' bitch, I'm a vibe

Creator mode, lil' bitch, I'ma vibe

I'm flashin' past them, nobody can ride

I mind my business, I do what I do

And I stack up these hundreds, take care of the guys

I'm goin' all the way there 'bout the slime

I'm goin' over, beyond about mine

Last **** play with the gang got fried

****, free lil' Fletch, I mean he tried

Real deal stepper

I'm with steppers

BottomBoy rap, 2B's for life

Not no rapper, ****, gon' slap who?

What's wrong with your slappers, boy?

You just a yapper

You want attention, come get the clappers

You want attention, come meet the smackers