Clips Spill 2 (feat. Eighty-Eight) Video (MV)

I shoulda wrote this shit in braille on some Helen Keller shit
So I could keep with the mumble rap that miss the rapping element
This is only for the eyes of the kids on drugs
You born sinner pot heads better get on up
I drip designer like Desiigner, I am rhyming like I'm Busta
Pimp my ride like YBN, I go to Los Santos Customs
I'll go to Russ's house with a knife and a double barrel
I Ianndior the Molly while I Smokepurpp my Phantom
My chopper handsome, f*ck, this is my anthem
When I go insane I'm putting Clips Spill on my ransom
I'm scared of change like I am paying in cash
F*ck my wallet, I'm walking a Snoop Dogg and a rat
And f*ck it, Life's a Bitch and then you're Born to Die
F*ck a sword and knife, I'll sorta fortify and rap battle like Moredecai
There's more where that came from, ALLBLACK in the West Coast
Dr. Dre in my headphones, money over bitches on my headstone
Pick a fight with Billie Eilish, she don't smile much like KYLE does
I'm an Icedancer when I whip Bladees, and I hot box with JID and
Method Man with Joey Bada$$, and I'm bad at it
Been a bad apple, Kuniva was a Kon Artist
And D12 had some bad actors, they suck
F*ck, this is my anthem
Sucking succotash til I detach my thumb from hand, um
I'm just running my mouth, I shoulda died on the spot
And I swear to god if 50 come at me, I Ain't Got It my n-

This some shit courage would be afraid of
This some shit that would kill Kenny right where he stayed (Um)
I cook up like chowder, Dexter's lab-ra-tor
The screams loud, be afraid of those Kids Next Door (I'm saying)
I hit licks like Jimi Hendrix, yeah I'm strumming out
The choppa Kid Cudi way this mother f*cka humming out
Push his ass up to the t now the mother f*cka running out
I'll pipe a Kim K till the plastic starts rubbing out
Ain't no diss to ye but i'm like Ray-J in this bitch
Finesse a hoe out 20 million i'm like franky in this bitch
I'm the wolf that's in the goblins skin, i'm
Big-T in this bitch
Leave a track flat like BOB im crazy in this bitch
Got this lil uzi, boutta send his ass up vertical
I'm so tall on my money i look down and i get vertigo
Your posse full of clowns, insane, it looks like it's a carnival
You think you on the high rise? leave you dead up on the terminal
This .40 got 2 pac's of f*cking lethal injection
My big guns hypnotize his ass with no f*cking question
Pull up like Orlando Anderson at the red light
Pop the trigger and I'll leave his ass on death row like Suge Knight

Keep extended barrels call a motherf*cka donkey kong
My clips spill, banana peel the pavement and i'm running off
Duck when i be hunting cuz a mothaf*cka gunning off
Trasheight on the graves and this ain't even f*cking ghost and gobs
Keep extended barrels call a motherf*cka donkey kong
My clips spill, banana peel the pavement and i'm running off
Duck when i be hunting cuz a mothaf*cka gunning off
Trasheight on the graves and this ain't even f*cking ghost and gobs