GoldLink - Extra Clip lyrics

[Intro: GoldLink] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Woah, yeah, yeah, ah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: GoldLink] Where all my real ni**as? Pop, pop a seal Pop a b*tch, tell that b*tch, "Hold up, should've caught a stick" Tell that b*tch, "I don't fu*k, fu*k around with the sh*ts" They gon' fight, I don't care, scrub the ground, what's the deal? Yeah, real ni**as fear me, huh, you don't fu*k? Hold up b*tch, you don't fu*k? fu*k around, that's a dub Want the diamonds, want the truck, want the b*tch with a bu*t If she wanna fu*k me, hit the P, shut the fu*k up b*tch, I don't fu*k, she a freak It's so bright I cannot see Could've sold that b*tch a O after a night I don't show up in the day, I just show up at night I don't show up in the day, b*tch, I only come at night That's alright, fu*k on mе, fu*k on them, that's alright That's alright, check the shoе, it's so blue like my juice Racks on racks, 'Bachs on 'Bachs, bad b*tch turnt, Maybach back Without tags, ni**a just asked, I don't give a fu*k about a ni**a that rap, yah [Verse 2: NLE Choppa] Ridin' in a Hommy with my Tommy, tryna turn into a gummy Yeah, you know that we be wrappin' ni**as up just like a mummy (Just like a mummy) He get shot, it execute him, so I hit him like a zombie (Brrra) They askin' will I kill again, I'll do it for some money (For the cash) Whole team steady ballin', b*tch, we comin' like the Sonics (Like the Sonics) Ten-piece, some five to the face, five to the chest, I gave him Crumpy's (Chicken wings) Thirty shots up in this Drac', he keep on runnin', I keep dumpin' They tellin' me to stop shootin', but them bullets keep on comin' (They keep on comin') b*tch, you know how we be comin', we turn brains into salami (Into salami) Regular clip in my glizzy, b*tch, I wanna put a hunnid (Put a hunnid) Put a switch up on that b*tch and make it, "Brrra," it be stutterin' If he talk down on my name, I swear to God I kill my brethren (Brethren) [Outro: NLE Choppa] Brrra