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CLIFFORD
321
On Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
CLIFFORD was released on April 10, 2026 by 776489 Records DK2 as a part of the album CLIFFORD - Single
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Release DateApril 10, 2026
Label776489 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ashtin Larold
Ashtin Larold
Rap
Kill Bill: The Rapper
Kill Bill: The Rapper
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jérémy Schmitt
Jérémy Schmitt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dumblit
Dumblit
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I'm not even gonna' worry about ad-libs this time
Okay
Okay —
I'm a big dog, left her on read, that's Clifford
I want more stacks, and I want Smoke, that's Sinners
I'm white like Mac, high life, that's Miller
In an all black fit just to match my liver
Bitch, fuck you
Rappin' ain't a sport this shit a war and bitch I'm Sun Tzu
Ain't nobody touching me as far as what my tongue do
Like makin' me more moolah than the people you look up to
All they verses run through
All they verses ran through
Margera my shooter you gon' kickflip if he Bam you
Boyardee the blicky first it cook you, then it can you
1500 shots if you don't dodge 'em they gon' Ram you
I feel like I'm Jotaro, 'cause I can't fuckin' stand you
Hold up, let me cook a li'l
Lotta' people who was laughin'
Now they shook a li'l
Lookin stupid like they need to hit the books a li'l
Get back in your lane like you just swerved and Jesus took the wheel
Futurama, I been on a Bender gettin' Fry'd
This career ain't workin' for 'em like they Helen Keller's eyes
Maybe time to get a 9 to 5, put the pen aside
I make money with a mic, it's just how y'all accessorize
Said
I'm a big dog, left her on read, that's Clifford
I want more stacks, and I want Smoke, that's Sinners
I'm white like Mac, high life, that's Miller
In an all black fit just to match my liver
I'm a big dog, left her on read, that's Clifford
I want more stacks, and I want Smoke, that's Sinners
I'm white like Mac, high life, that's Miller
In an all black fit just to match my liver
Copy and I paste that
Movin' left and right, make the money do a Wavedash
Tryna' split the rock, fiends looking like Dame Dash
Rollin' up an opp, light 'em up, I'm finna face that
Turn you to a face tat, I would fuckin' hate that
Numbah one spitter, little Billy got a bone to pick
You all up in my DMs, acting silly but I'm over it
Man I heard it all, well not it all, but I heard most of it
I liked the beat enough to make a motherfucking ghost of it
Drive-by shooter, it's the EXO lieutenant
Horse head up in a box, but I ain't stressed 'bout who sent it
Lotta' words flyin' 'round, but I ain't stressed 'bout who meant it
Homies say you got up next, I'm on they necks, I move different
It's the shit talker, all up in my bag
Shorty movin' like a Skinwalker, rising out the crag
Dress code all black that's the PS2
I'm tryna' leave a fuckin' crater left when we get through
I tell 'em
I'm a big dog, left her on read, that's Clifford
I want more stacks, and I want Smoke, that's Sinners
I'm white like Mac, high life, that's Miller
In an all black fit just to match my liver
I'm a big dog, left her on read, that's Clifford
I want more stacks, and I want Smoke, that's Sinners
I'm white like Mac, high life, that's Miller
In an all black fit just to match my liver
Written by: Jérémy Schmitt
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