My Level Clip275 (Ft. Yung Simmie)

Verse 1 - Clip275

You ain't on my level
Dipping the scene, pushin the pedal
Stick with the team but im a rebel
45, pack of the green, i never settle
Organized rap for the cream
I need a medal
Hard rock shit. im talkin metal
Fucked up nigga wit a past
Duck the police when they're commin for ya ass
Cuz mothafuckas always try to hold you down
Can't really fuck with me, i told you clowns
I got a golden sound
I fuck with zoe's n pounds
Trill city, nigga. here to burn the crown
Putting all this work up in my trunk
Drop it on ya town & ima bump
Everything from studios to funk
Feet up on the throne that you're never gonna debunk
My name is clip, i pack that clip
And bet i never slip that pistol grip, get pistol whipped
Shoutout my nigga Nell & Young Renegade
Brawvo, Curry, Champ - we sharper than some razor blades
I'm wildin in the coupe, you're caught up in the loop
Im sounding sicker everyday, somebody pass the soup
My body's after loot, while your party packed with the boo's
And i ain't talkin liquor nigga, im talkin bout pollutes"