Can’t Style Me Clavish (Ft. MoStack)

[Intro]
(M1OnTheBeat)

[Chorus: Clavish]
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
You ain't had a shotgun ridin' shotgun
You trap but you're broke, why do you shot grub?
Jail call from my jail nig', 'cause he locked up
Couple man pissed off 'cause a nigga bossed up
You're B-A-D only on computer
When the pack lands, say "Hallelujah"
Girl, you can't style me, your man a loser (Okay)

[Verse 1: Clavish]
Yeah, you got a wap, but you're not a shooter
This wap make your friends and family suit up
I ain't got friends, just a couple real dargs
Free Teef, got a bird, but he kept it real calm
Louis V, honestly I wear that a lot
Not allowed in my hood, but I'm still on the block
When will I learn? When will it stop?
Got corn in the car but it's not on the cob
Ink on my skin, no regrets when I livе
When I ride, I can do it with a chef or a stick
I can makе a sweet one put pebs in her tits whenever I see bare feds on the strip
You ain't done it broad day, bait on the broadway
Off-White, done it bait, never caught a court case
Cats calling everyday 'cause the food gourmet
Could've got— But my opps got poor aim
Your CV's blank, yo, I think it needs more names
Mr. Kipling, think I need more cake
I'm cuttin' through the city with CK and Kirky
Feds see me, wanna search me
Push out with crash, are you mad? Certi'
Put him in the back of the van, Percy
Throwback, yo, I been gang from early
You turned gang last week, nigga, that's nerdy
Diss me on a Tuesday, cheffed by the Thursday
My next nigga got a nigga chinged on his birthday
I got a jawn I only hit from behind
I recognise her back, but I don't know her face
You ain't ever got a nigga wet like a mermaid
Now he's gotta wait and see what the nurse say
You ain't ever got a nigga wet like a mermaid
Now he's gotta wait and see what the nurse say