Mr. Clean Lyrics – Skrilla

Lyrics of Mr. Clean by Skrilla
Read the full Mr. Clean lyrics by Skrilla from the album Z along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. In case you enjoyed this track, also check out other popular releases by Skrilla like Dark Shades and Ønly Øway.
[Chorus]
Bro beat the block and left a n!gga on the scene
Dog catch him up, I hit the block, I’m serving fatties on a zine
I ran it up, rich sinners, I’m gon’ send to the left
Daily burning hell, rich shooters
Brody bounce out with the Jakes, he gon’ prevail
All year, blue automatic forty two millimeter padded
Panamera Porsche 911 in the whip formatted
Pull up dumb, ARPC out of stock and hold a beam
Brody bounce out with a mop and clean the block like Mr. Clean
[Verse 1]
Ball head, stuffed magazine, attached to switch rack, tatted tatted
Draco fidget spinning, n!gga in the air, he acrobatic
I the head the bulletproof, the vehicle, the battle act
DPB, can’t no n!ggaa get up with me, my shooter savvy, God
Tamaroc and Santo Michael bless, Leffy’s on my neck
Shots out Aguna, that n!gga like a vest, put him to the test
A n!gga die whiffing from homicide
Shots out my Arishas, nice to meet you in the afterlife
Pull up 4B, for switch, gang gang, straight blitz
Quarterback sack on a n!gga, don’t lack, I don’t miss
I feel my brother hit a bad b!tch, I hit two the same seaman
Shot out Pop, but the year he made me, he made demon
Molly-molly, got me out my body, white b!tch know a K
Rock and drip from overseas and female genes thought I was gay
B!tch a dime and then my baby mama nine, but she gon’ stay (Ha), no bad
I done made my mind up, she look good, might fu*k a dyke
It ain’t no bad, been in my rap, mean what I say It ain’t no psych
Percocet, ten thousand, Styrofoam cataracts my sight, ain’t come to fight B!tch, I don’t even know how, I’ma blow the pot, you know that
They say, see, he look Jamaican, what the fu*k, that’s Kodak
Hundred K around my neck and jewels a pint, let’s pole that
Got put over in the whip, the gat, I told bro, hold that
We done bounced out on the block, n!ggas ran, no folks
Left (The fu*k?)
Rocking left and a n!gga on the scene, thought I’d catch him up
[Chorus]
Bro beat the block and left a n!gga on the scene
Dog catch him up, I hit the block, I’m serving fatties on a zine
I ran it up, rich sinners, I’m gon’ send to the left
Daily burning hell, rich shooters
Brody bounce out with the Jakes, he gon’ prevail
All year, blue automatic forty two millimeter padded
Panamera Porsche 911 in the whip formatted
Pull up dumb, ARPC out of stock and hold a beam
Brody bounce out with a mop and clean the block like Mr. Clean
[Post-Chorus]
Panamera groove, but I shoot it out the top, I got the, uh
Brody hugs me, Draco about the, uh, bounce out on top of him
I done saw it with my own eyes, like, yeah, a rap card skinny meme
Navy seal, shoot with precision, he kneel down, shoot off on me
[Interlude]
Police say I killed the n!gga and I didn’t, man, I seen him do it and I seen him do it. I pull about one hundred and thirty pounds of hard rock. I do it, it’s full effect, remember that
[Verse 2]
Smell like death inside the air, got smoking powder on my body
Chain to kill, b!tch, chain to go, the last man standing, shout out Tylee
Peace key, brody banging on the block, every day, just for the free ski
I just pulled a Batmobile, I feel like Woozie Weezie
My homie busting traps and then he taking all types of payments
Brody hopping out with V, with Drake, he just tryna make a statement
Super geek, got me scared to go to sleep, bro
Put the button to a n!gga dome and n!gga felt that heat
[Chorus]
Bro beat the block and left a n!gga on the scene
Dog catch him up, I hit the block, I’m serving fatties on a zine
I ran it up, rich sinners, I’m gon’ send to the left
Daily burning hell, rich shooters
Brody bounce out with the Jakes, he gon’ prevail
All year, blue automatic forty two millimeter padded
Panamera Porsche 911 in the whip formatted
Pull up dumb, ARPC out of stock and hold a beam
Brody bounce out with a mop and clean the block like Mr. Clean
[Outro]
You know that
Mr. Clean Song Credits & Production Details
| Song Title | Mr. Clean |
| Album | Z |
| Singer(s) | Skrilla |
| Musician(s) | yababykid |
| Lyricist(s) | Skrilla & yababykid |
| Release Date | May 1, 2026 |
| Label | Priority Records |
| Copyright © | Universal Music Group |
| Language | English |
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Frequently Asked Questions About Mr. Clean Song
Who is the singer of the song ‘Mr. Clean’?
The song ‘Mr. Clean’ is sung by Skrilla.
Who wrote the song ‘Mr. Clean’ by Skrilla?
The song ‘Mr. Clean’ by Skrilla is written by Skrilla and yababykid.
Who produced the music for the song ‘Mr. Clean’?
Music of the song ‘Mr. Clean’ is produced by yababykid.
When was the song ‘Mr. Clean’ officially released?
The song ‘Mr. Clean’ is officially released on May 1, 2026, accompanied by its official music video.
What album is the song ‘Mr. Clean’ from?
The song ‘Mr. Clean’ is from the album titled ‘Z’.
Which record label released the song ‘Mr. Clean’?
The song ‘Mr. Clean’ by Skrilla was released under the record label Priority Records.
Who owns the copyright of the song ‘Mr. Clean’?
Universal Music Group owns the copyright of the song ‘Mr. Clean’.
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