CLAYTON LYRICS – RICH NUNU

Read the full CLAYTON lyrics by Rich Nunu along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
Give me my moneyy
Money
Give me my moneyy
(Heal me, After this one)
(Mmm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
Give me my moneyy

[Chorus]
I gotta question
Can you go band for band or show me some (Money)
Nunnie da 3rd on pp films with rips in his jeans he bummy
If we ever threw shots and we missed em
Then that’s on bro that n!gga lucky
(??) president the biggest
So every opp n!gga wanna say that they touch me
And they know these niggss hate me
But can’t do s*it so these b!tches wanna fu*k me
Before I go out and get carried by 6
I’ll rather let the jury just judge me
Niggss can’t see us in no catergory
I will embarrass you dummy
We slid on the troopers and gave em a Warning
Next time s*it gon get ugly

All these rappers tryna make the drill page
So they be saying whatever
It be sunny, when we come thur start raining we changing the weather
Only thing that they did to us was make a diss
They softer than feathers
Will the troopers slide back on the (??)
I swear to god they would never
Like why n!ggas lying in verses
I swear to god they delusional
I’m in my hood and I’m comfortable
Where is you sending ya shooters too?
We in the heights

I told bro make this right
We bout to slide on the usuals
We get the drop we gon stand over top
Like this what the booming for boomers do
When you speak on my name niggss better speak highly you owe an apology
N!ggas never put belt 2 ass
You was in jail for robberies
I saw the video
They caught y’all lacking
Y’all copped it these niggss comedy
Ask about us in real life n!gga
They only tuff on technology
41 on what we been on ask Tilden we been making movies like Hulu
N!ggas ain’t do s*it nobody
They only be slidin on YouTube
He said he don’t know me he cappin
Type in the biggest on Google
These n!ggas be real life cappers
Please do not let them fool em
Why is you link wit the Rey
Gotti blu was just tryna blow off in ya face
How niggss smoking on boomer when I was jail
I swear that wasn’t the case
Why you keep saying my name
But don’t got no bread to show
This n!gga laced
Mellz caught naj makk lacking inside store
Stomped all over his face

[Chorus]
I gotta question
Can you go band for band or show me some (Money)
Nunnie da 3rd on pp films with rips in his jeans he bummy
If we ever threw shots and we missed em
Then that’s on bro that n!gga lucky
(??) president the biggest
So every opp n!gga wanna say that they touch me
And they know these niggss hate me
But can’t do s*it so these b!tches wanna fu*k me
Before I go out and get carried by 6
I’ll rather let the jury just judge me?
Niggss can’t see us in no catergory
I will embarrass you dummy
We slide on the troopers and gave em a Warning
Next time s*it gon get ugly