Clock It - Bally Baby & Hoodrich Keem: letras de canções, vídeos de música e concertos

Bally Baby & Hoodrich Keem

Clock It

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Hip-Hop

Clock It foi lançado em 16 de dezembro de 2025 por Bally Baby como parte do álbum BABY DRANK

Detalhes da canção

ÁlbumBABY DRANK

Data de lançamento16 de dezembro de 2025

EditoraBally Baby

IdiomaEnglish

Melodicidade

Acústica

Valência

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM139

DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Bally Baby

Rap

Hoodrich Keem

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Bally Baby

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Bally Baby

Producer

Letra

[Intro]

(Hoodrich, bitch)

(Hoodrich Keem? Thinkin' about signin' that guy)

[Instrumental]

Okay

(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)

[Chorus]

Yeah, trap house hot like Taki (Let's go)

Bankroll too big for a wallet (And what?)

I wake up, be tryna pop it (Yeah)

Fine shit always talkin' 'bout, "Clock it" (Okay, cool)

I got in from playin' the back

Pullin' **** out the frame

I don't know nothin' but get a check

I know **** out here starvin'

Stomach be touchin' they back

Me and my **** eat regardless

Fuck my lease, trap out the apartment

Dumpin' ashes on the counter (On the counter)

Turkey bags in every cabinet

Can't even get a glass of water

Tired of Quagen, where the Trish? (Huh?)

Come fill up my baby bottle

[Verse 1]

(DJ Lil Keem, what up?)

Ayy, grab a Faygo from the store (Ayy)

Ain't even measure when I pour (Uh-uh)

Just know it's a deuce or more (Yeah)

****, get in where you fit in

You might run into a load ('To a load)

Sayin' that they gon' do shit for you (Uh-huh)

Need to get up, tryna score (Tryna know)

Yeah, chilly man gon' keep my flooded

I been loadin' up on luggage (I'm loaded up)

You know I'm gon' get 'em off me

Flush that up, press of a button

**** talkin' 'bout, "Show some love" (Huh?)

Better hit the trap and hug it (Hug the trap, man)

I can't play about my chicken

Make me put it on your nugget

Make me put in on your biscuit

Shark up in the trap, they in the way, these **** nothin' but fishy

Tunnel vision, tryna get a milli' (Hoodrich, bitch)

Tryna get me a milli'

Door swing every thirty seconds

I been dancin' with the devil

Ain't nothin' different from the rest (Hoodrich)

[Chorus]

Trap house hot like Taki (Let's go)

Bankroll too big for a wallet (And what?)

I wake up, be tryna pop it (Yeah)

Fine shit always talkin' 'bout, "Clock it" (Okay, cool)

I got in from playin' the back

Pullin' **** out the frame

I don't know nothin' but get a check

I know **** out here starvin'

Stomach be touchin' they back

Me and my **** eat regardless

Fuck my lease, trap out the apartment

Dumpin' ashes on the counter (On the counter)

Turkey bags in every cabinet

Can't even get a glass of water

Tired of Quagen, where the Trish? (Huh?)

Come fill up my baby bottle

[Outro]

His shit big, hahahaha

Written by: Bally Baby

Rodapé Shazam

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