She take a pilly hit the ceiling
All my niggas was drug dealing
Spend 3000 for a fitting I got bitches in they feelings
All these niggas can't get with me run the bands to double digits
Take Trip with a couple bitches me and mula about to risk it
Pull up in shark shit pull up in park shit
I know they heart sick yeah I feel like Clark Kent
I want the dark tent I want the Bently coupe
She wanna do me to I got on Gucci shoes
She went to Dartmouth
Im in the car with
A lil barbie she sucking me giving me raw spit
Water water on right wrist that's my pussy and I like it
Trap after dark its a night shift
Cant cuff her but she want the nightstick
She said I aint got no feelings
I just dropped the ceiling
Its a f*cking feeling how I'm f*cking living
I just popped another pill bro told me chill
I be doing drills I be in the field
A couple dollar bills probably get your nigga killed
And you know my nigga Rabb said he off another pill
Grinding on another rail
Smoking confidential sealed
The joke is up I gotta get a runtz deal
We smokin rapper weed we aint got no deal
She just wanna f*ck with me just for the thrill
See how it feels to f*ck a rapper
First Im trapper and my swag is dapper why your niggas cappers
Pull up in that 750 beamer and the seats vanilla
Treat your bitch just like that cocaine know I gotta deal her
And I'm single driving in a vert I got no ceilings
Pull up with the baddest bitch but she know I got no feelings
Big body big B when we back in
We only pull up for that f*cking backend
Treat this rap shit just like we trapping
They love the fashion they love the fashion
She take a pilly hit the ceiling
All my niggas was drug dealing
Spend 3000 for a fitting I got bitches in they feelings
All these niggas can't get with me run the bands to double digits
Take Trip with a couple bitches me and mula about to risk it
Pull up in shark shit pull up in park shit
I know they heart sick yeah I feel like Clark Kent
I want the dark tent I want the Bently coupe
She wanna do me to I got on Gucci shoes
Bookbag Boonie - Clark Kent (feat. Rabb Mula) Lyrics
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She take a pilly hit the ceiling
All my niggas was drug dealing
Spend 3000 for a fitting I got bitches in they feelings
All these niggas can't get with me run the bands to double digits
Take Trip with a couple bitches me and mula about to risk it
Pull up in shark shit pull up in park shit
I know they heart sick yeah I feel like Clark Kent
I want the dark tent I want the Bently coupe
She wanna do me to I got on Gucci shoes
She went to Dartmouth
Im in the car with
A lil barbie she sucking me giving me raw spit
Water water on right wrist that's my pussy and I like it
Trap after dark its a night shift
Cant cuff her but she want the nightstick
She said I aint got no feelings
I just dropped the ceiling
Its a f*cking feeling how I'm f*cking living
I just popped another pill bro told me chill
I be doing drills I be in the field
A couple dollar bills probably get your nigga killed
And you know my nigga Rabb said he off another pill
Grinding on another rail
Smoking confidential sealed
The joke is up I gotta get a runtz deal
We smokin rapper weed we aint got no deal
She just wanna f*ck with me just for the thrill
See how it feels to f*ck a rapper
First Im trapper and my swag is dapper why your niggas cappers
Pull up in that 750 beamer and the seats vanilla
Treat your bitch just like that cocaine know I gotta deal her
And I'm single driving in a vert I got no ceilings
Pull up with the baddest bitch but she know I got no feelings
Big body big B when we back in
We only pull up for that f*cking backend
Treat this rap shit just like we trapping
They love the fashion they love the fashion
She take a pilly hit the ceiling
All my niggas was drug dealing
Spend 3000 for a fitting I got bitches in they feelings
All these niggas can't get with me run the bands to double digits
Take Trip with a couple bitches me and mula about to risk it
Pull up in shark shit pull up in park shit
I know they heart sick yeah I feel like Clark Kent
I want the dark tent I want the Bently coupe
She wanna do me to I got on Gucci shoes
All my niggas was drug dealing
Spend 3000 for a fitting I got bitches in they feelings
All these niggas can't get with me run the bands to double digits
Take Trip with a couple bitches me and mula about to risk it
Pull up in shark shit pull up in park shit
I know they heart sick yeah I feel like Clark Kent
I want the dark tent I want the Bently coupe
She wanna do me to I got on Gucci shoes
She went to Dartmouth
Im in the car with
A lil barbie she sucking me giving me raw spit
Water water on right wrist that's my pussy and I like it
Trap after dark its a night shift
Cant cuff her but she want the nightstick
She said I aint got no feelings
I just dropped the ceiling
Its a f*cking feeling how I'm f*cking living
I just popped another pill bro told me chill
I be doing drills I be in the field
A couple dollar bills probably get your nigga killed
And you know my nigga Rabb said he off another pill
Grinding on another rail
Smoking confidential sealed
The joke is up I gotta get a runtz deal
We smokin rapper weed we aint got no deal
She just wanna f*ck with me just for the thrill
See how it feels to f*ck a rapper
First Im trapper and my swag is dapper why your niggas cappers
Pull up in that 750 beamer and the seats vanilla
Treat your bitch just like that cocaine know I gotta deal her
And I'm single driving in a vert I got no ceilings
Pull up with the baddest bitch but she know I got no feelings
Big body big B when we back in
We only pull up for that f*cking backend
Treat this rap shit just like we trapping
They love the fashion they love the fashion
She take a pilly hit the ceiling
All my niggas was drug dealing
Spend 3000 for a fitting I got bitches in they feelings
All these niggas can't get with me run the bands to double digits
Take Trip with a couple bitches me and mula about to risk it
Pull up in shark shit pull up in park shit
I know they heart sick yeah I feel like Clark Kent
I want the dark tent I want the Bently coupe
She wanna do me to I got on Gucci shoes
Writer: Reginald Boone
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