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New Clan Video (MV)




Performed By: FatBoy Records
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Joshua Ayala, Aiden Alvarez




FatBoy Records - New Clan Lyrics
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500 ever step man my feet lavish
Got this girl in my phone and she speaking Spanish
Talking crazy on my name we make him vanish
5 star dinner is what we having
Man he switched up we gon' get him banished
Called out his name and he start to panic
I got big stacks man they so gigantic
Hit him once he goin down like the titanic
The way we left him out there it was super tragic
Blow him out his show with this automatic
I could teach you how to ball do what a coach did
We can squabble I don't care I'm the karate kid
And I'm slow of the wok like I'm Sid
When I catch him at the store
We gon' leave his life short
And I'm balling on the court
And I'm building like it's fort
Looking crazy like you snort
And you act like a dork
Got the butterfly doors
Make my girl do her chores
And we ten up on the score
Talking crazy on the gang
Put the drake to his brain
Look at the diamonds on my chain
Shot his leg he need a cane
I got more money then Bruce Wayne
You see the ice in my veins
Man stay in yo lane
And I'm balling like Jermaine
Getting bread everyday
There more money to obtain
Gonna take a trip to Spain in my plane
Stomp him out like I'm Caine
Break her back like I'm Bane
We stay active all day
Don't know why these broke niggas telling me I ain't gonna make it out
Big FN choppa nigga we gonna bang it out
Had to switch it up yeah we took a new route
Broke niggas don't even know what I'm taking about
Guns in the coupe I got a James Bond stash in it
Golden gun 007 I bet you that kill him
Hit my barber up bro I need fresh trim
Bad Bitch ass fat and her waist slim
Green bucks you gonna see us on a blimp
So many hoes starting to think that I'm a pimp
Just put a hole in him tiger woods I'm a champion
Brodie talking crazy do I got to say what's happening?
Remember back then we used to always be imagining
We up now and we gonna live it lavishly
On my worst day I count up 50 thousand still mad
Fresh fit gotta buy don't check a price tag
All these niggas hoes want me man I'm starting to feel bad
Got some fresh ass diamonds bro I'm so glad
Bitches call me lumber jack wearing all plaid
She sucking it like a vamp bro her name Vlad
Fresh ass blue strips wrapped in a band
Green bucks you already know we the new clan
The way I'm living life bro I never could be mad
She said jones you the ruler, baby you the man
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English

500 ever step man my feet lavish
Got this girl in my phone and she speaking Spanish
Talking crazy on my name we make him vanish
5 star dinner is what we having
Man he switched up we gon' get him banished
Called out his name and he start to panic
I got big stacks man they so gigantic
Hit him once he goin down like the titanic
The way we left him out there it was super tragic
Blow him out his show with this automatic
I could teach you how to ball do what a coach did
We can squabble I don't care I'm the karate kid
And I'm slow of the wok like I'm Sid
When I catch him at the store
We gon' leave his life short
And I'm balling on the court
And I'm building like it's fort
Looking crazy like you snort
And you act like a dork
Got the butterfly doors
Make my girl do her chores
And we ten up on the score
Talking crazy on the gang
Put the drake to his brain
Look at the diamonds on my chain
Shot his leg he need a cane
I got more money then Bruce Wayne
You see the ice in my veins
Man stay in yo lane
And I'm balling like Jermaine
Getting bread everyday
There more money to obtain
Gonna take a trip to Spain in my plane
Stomp him out like I'm Caine
Break her back like I'm Bane
We stay active all day
Don't know why these broke niggas telling me I ain't gonna make it out
Big FN choppa nigga we gonna bang it out
Had to switch it up yeah we took a new route
Broke niggas don't even know what I'm taking about
Guns in the coupe I got a James Bond stash in it
Golden gun 007 I bet you that kill him
Hit my barber up bro I need fresh trim
Bad Bitch ass fat and her waist slim
Green bucks you gonna see us on a blimp
So many hoes starting to think that I'm a pimp
Just put a hole in him tiger woods I'm a champion
Brodie talking crazy do I got to say what's happening?
Remember back then we used to always be imagining
We up now and we gonna live it lavishly
On my worst day I count up 50 thousand still mad
Fresh fit gotta buy don't check a price tag
All these niggas hoes want me man I'm starting to feel bad
Got some fresh ass diamonds bro I'm so glad
Bitches call me lumber jack wearing all plaid
She sucking it like a vamp bro her name Vlad
Fresh ass blue strips wrapped in a band
Green bucks you already know we the new clan
The way I'm living life bro I never could be mad
She said jones you the ruler, baby you the man
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Writer: Joshua Ayala, Aiden Alvarez
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