Nard & B - Clay Matthews lyrics

[Intro] SETH GREENZ! Puff Puff No Pa**. To the curb, b**h! [Verse 1: Seth Greenz] Got the young poon f**ed her in her parents room Dad's mad Daughter's p**y now Baghdad! Tore that sh** up, looking like a warzone Seth Greenz b**h, smoking on that homegrown Blunt smoke what I breathe f** grad school, p**y slaying PhD! Dirty b**hes begging for the skeet Ratchets on my meat Go to the curb and f**ing eat How's that Gucci boot feel in yo sh*t?!?!?!?! (Oooohhhhh!) (We out here) (Clay Matthews!) [Hook] Your b**h looking like, Clay Matthews sh**ting on these haters getting dome in the bathroom! [x4] [Verse 2] Been stunting since slanging coke worked Got an icy bentley sh**'s posted at the curb Counting racks on racks b**hes from the suburbs In the drug house counting money all night they overworked! (Oh sh**!) Cause I got a quarter gallon of codeine I'm leaning b**h f** your feelings Dick down your throat that's the healing Keep going to your face like the ceiling Cumming like Katrina on New Orleans She's screaming "oh my god! it's all over me!" I get with clean b**hes, you feel me? Cause I be flexing my bands Them b**hes like what they see Then I pull out my chains Then they on they knees Dome all 52 weeks I'mma need another beamer! Seth Greenz, b**h (They think I'm f**ing playing out here? f** that sh**) Cause I be flexing my bands And b**hes like what they see Then I pull out my chains Then they on they knees Dome all 52 weeks I'mma need another beamer! Seth Greenz, b**h. Stuntin