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Super stoked to be kicking off the year with this one. I like this one a lot. It's a lot different from my other tracks in terms of my delivery, BONEDEPOT was too, but this one even moreso. And I'll continue to switch it up and give the song whatever it needs, so hopefully that's as exciting to you as it is to me. Stay tuned. I have a special affection for that second verse, the end of it in particular. It was one of those cases where you just start spitting, and then you're involuntarily spilling your guts by the end of it. I hope you can feel that shit. It just came out. But that's part of the magic of songwriting to me. And I love it. Don't go anywhere . . .
Your friend, confidant, co-conspirator,
Clyde
lyrics
I wanna know where I'm going
Fuck niceties
Greet your wife, ask if she'd like a squeeze
Sick like disease
I'mma say that shit 'til I'm deceased
Get used to it; recycle these
Still better than their newest script
Take a date to see Zapbruder flick
Send a nudie pic
____ a nigga on some fruity shit
And he stupid thicc
Hit your chick, she on some groupie shit
In a coupe with tints
Can't see what the fuck I'm doing and
Ain't no room to bend
Dump pollutant at the lagoon again
Feed egg to a hen
Little spooning when with a tall girl
Small world ride, getting topped in
Top ten
Nigga I'm the bomb on Bin Laden
Set while y'all spot trends
Get what I want when I want
Bent on raising hell
Devil spawn and a Godsend
Creme of the crop
Y'all can drop dead
Cop-fed fuckers suck a cock
Got the spot red!
Blue lights flashing me
Fuck casualties
Drip casually
Get bag and leave
Skip town and be sick out at sea
Quit shouting
These pricks doubting me
Sip out the seed from my sack
That's how your bitch 'bout to be
Pigs hounding me
Strip down to meat
Sit down and eat
Rinse out, repeat
Like
Got my white bitch some Lululemon
Got my black bitch some Fashionova
Tell me who you pressing?
I ain't rolling over!
Nigga got a side hustle think he Iacocca
Nigga shut the fuck up and fetch me my mocha
Raise your voice, I'll put the paws on you
Fuck a sports bar
I'm a born loner
You're a blowhard
Blow on my boner until I moan
You like sports cars?
I'm in a Mars rover
Star solar
Juvenile delinquent
Fuck up since a child
Prone to freak shit
Tell me what to think,
Get your teeth kicked
Had enough to drink
When my feet wet
Piss and vomit
Can't see where the sink went
I went off the brink bent
I've been broke forever
I don't need mends
Gimme please meds
I'm a reject
I don't need friends
I got demons
I stopped feeling
If I'm bleeding
Why it feel like it's pretend?
I don't wanna go where you're not
credits
released January 22, 2022
EVERYTHING BY "GOOD GUY" CLYDE ANDY
Two brothers tell their true coming-of-age story together through hip-hop bangers that draw from a wide array of pop influences. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2017
