Crowd Surf Clyde Carson (Ft. Philthy Rich)

[Chorus: Clyde Carson]
We surfin' through the crowd (DJ Kid on the track)
Tryna pull somethin' out
Talkin' shit, pullin' figures out (DJ Kid, this a hit for sure)
They tryna stop me, but I reroute
Seen the light, now I got the glow
The game in my hand, I wouldn't choke
Always said I wanted more (Yeah, ayy)

[Verse 1: Clyde Carson]
This look like something on my list
Twenty-two floors, but I'm up at the pent'
Twenty on the watch, but that's lil' shit
Maybe she could possibly get the hint now
Put it down
Might just have you through the town
Might just have you on a flight
Treasure chest, pullin' out
Couple of pieces, telekinesis
We on the same page, got the same aim
Where the bad bitches? Where the get-money hoes runnin' around with some change?
2020, it's a new year, she ready for more
They pullin' them bands out, got my hands out 'cause somebody owe
Pull up in the S, your nigga the best, she had to confess
Tryna progress, best revenge is success