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Clocked
Hip-Hop/Rap
Clocked was released on June 21, 2024 by Gonzo Hype as a part of the album Lost Wait
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Release DateJune 21, 2024
LabelGonzo Hype
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ivanko
Ivanko
Songwriter

Lyrics

Billy the kid I hit the 401
when you leave the place, check the
Door is locked, check your
Twelve, six, we can't
Get clocked.
If they try sumn then they
Get clocked
Bed rock
Bed bugs, blunts and a
Cheap bag of runtz
It's all gone on fronts
The man dunce
M.i.a
Like I'm Diddy on a paper plane
Smashing like Diddy Kong
Game over, broke the game
Trippy tha kid, the kid
Trippy and sorta high
Told him we got it for fifty
Did forty five
Told the bro sober up
Let go the .45
We ready to go, got cuts,
Like a bloody knife
You should get yourself something nice
For once
You should go and tell the fucking truth
For once
Don't try tell me that it wasn't you
I know it was
Angel number, demon number
4 4 4 I throw it up
Whipping out a Pontiac
Whipping out Elantra
All I got is weed
And some candy in the pantry
Need another one every day
Is my mantra
All she got is me
And a semi in her panties
Billy the kid I hit the 401
When you leave the place
Check the door is locked
Check your twelve, six,
We can't get clocked, if they
Try sum, then they get clocked
Bed rock
Bed bugs, blunts and a
Cheap bag of runtz
It's all gone on fronts
The man dunce
M.i.a like I'm Diddy
On a paper plane
Smashing like Diddy Kong
Game over, broke the game
Black forces
Make the moonwalk easy
Taking my pick
And it got me cheesing
Making a flick
Got the popcorn greasy
Life is a lick
And I hit it so easy
Life is a bitch I just hit it
So easy
I'm even surprised at myself
So don't ask me
All I know is
I stopped buying if they tax me
Gotta blow at least go try it
If the gas cheap
Driven if the gas cheap
Driving in a damn jeep
You my brother can I keep?
Do I gotta make the leap?
Both my feet sliding
Planted coming over me
Something swimming under me
Thin ice, mammoth teeth
Black forces
Make the moonwalk easy
Taking my pick
And it got me cheesing
Life is a bitch I just hit it
So easy
Life is a lick and I hit it
So easy
Trippy tha kid, the kid
Trippy and sorta high
Told him we got it for fifty
Did forty five
Told the bro to sober up
Let go the .45
We ready to go
Got guts like a bloody knife
Written by: Ivan Mitchell Fidek
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