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Clock In
598
Hip-Hop/Rap
Clock In was released on January 11, 2017 by TF Entertainment / BandGang Lonnie Bands as a part of the album Antisocial
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Release DateJanuary 11, 2017
LabelTF Entertainment / BandGang Lonnie Bands
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BandGang Lonnie Bands
BandGang Lonnie Bands
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
BandGang Lonnie Bands
BandGang Lonnie Bands
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rj Lamont
Rj Lamont
Producer

Lyrics

(Ooh, RJ)
Bitch, clock in, you gotta punch
Bitch, it's time to work, not time to fuck
Bust a rubber band and bust a nut, hey
I'm radio played, I don't give no fuck, ayy
'Cause, bitch, I've been scammin' all month
Bitch, I've been trappin' all month, ayy
You gon' have to rob me, I ain't gon' tuck, ****
Bitch, I'm in your city with my ice on, you ain't gon' touch nothin'
****, I've been buyin' guns all month, ayy
I've been buyin' drums all month, hey
Play it cool, I can't play the fool
****, play with tools, you could make the news
Woo, play with blues, I done stuffed a few
Catch a few shells tryna tuck some loot
See a pussy ****, smack a pussy ****
All that woofin' 'bout your bodies, never shook me, ****, ayy
Cheesecake, send it through the wire, call me Weed Bae
I done swiped in Rogers, ayy, mix za and Green Bay
Hold up, ****, you so hot, I never frozed up
Seen a hundred 'bows, a couple Ricks and never told nothin'
Oh, you nothin', if you wasn't jealous, I could show you somethin'
Bitch, I'm a ghetto superstar, your bitch gon' show me somethin'
Fast break, when I pull up, they got the mad face
The cash way, never really know who want my bag made
Bitch, clock in, you gotta punch
Bitch, it's time to work, not time to fuck
Bust a rubber band and bust a nut, hey
I'm radio played, I don't give no fuck, ayy
'Cause, bitch, I've been scammin' all month
Bitch, I've been trappin' all month, ayy
You gon' have to rob me, I ain't gon' tuck, ****
Bitch, I'm in your city with my ice on, you ain't gon' touch nothin'
Do my thing on the highway, check my resume
Clip long as the driveway, ayy, come make my day
I'ma do this my way, ain't no other way
Pull up, **** slidin' doors and do the rockaway
And it's still fuck everybody, ain't no passes
And every **** with a fuckin' strap ain't no savage
Man, these **** dick hoppers, all rabbits
Man, the street **** turnin' all faggots
Ayy, these **** hoes, they can't help it
Y'all them **** gettin' ate, we the ones belchin'
One false move, I'ma melt 'em
And if they wearin' all they ice, then we let 'em
And if they wearin' all they ice, then we let 'em
(RJ Lamont got these motherfuckin' streets talkin')
Bitch, clock in, you gotta punch
Bitch, it's time to work, not time to fuck
Bust a rubber band and bust a nut, hey
I'm radio played, I don't give no fuck, ayy
'Cause, bitch, I've been scammin' all month
Bitch, I've been trappin' all month, ayy
You gon' have to rob me, I ain't gon' tuck, ****
Bitch, I'm in your city with my ice on, you ain't gon' touch nothin'
****, I've been buyin' guns all month, ayy
Guns all month, ayy
I've been buyin' drums all month, hey
Drums all month, hey
(RJ Lamont)
Written by: BandGang Lonnie Bands
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