Lyrics TRIPLE THREAT – Clavish, Headie One, K-Trap

She ask me why am I stressing
I’m tryna get some of my opps addresses
I’m really off white, plus look in my closet
And see I got lots of exes
I send out lot of texts
If you see a blooded Rambo
And it’s not mine, it’s probably S’s
Treys and Glocks is what I invest in

Yeah, I’ve been giving her pipe
But I don’t mind if she tells her friends, we’re besties
Yeah, I bought her the shoes
She ain’t got Instagram, and she’s more than sexy
My rap career’s promising
But I’m still tryna leave that stretching
I’m still tryna leave that trending
Bro put that on a diamond pendant

I got five years on me, times two
Get caught might give me a ten
I got number six on standby
But I rather give it to ten
I poked up.. he was hitting the shop
If I see him I’ll ching him again
If you hear me rap ’bout GLE
Just know I ain’t whipping a Benz
Most of my friends are drillers and trappers
I ain’t with all the chatting
Phone clash, like do me a favour
Clap him, make sure he’s not standing
Spa day with a booter, just done a booting
But health is wealth
I just ran out of credit
But the food that I got is gonna sell itself

I just got in the booth, tell ’em the truth
Rolls Royce Dawn, take off the roof
This bad B thick and melanin too
Always tryna tell me take off my pooh
Six quid just to get me a boot
Don’t piss me off, I’ll just get me a broom
Then go Hattons, let me link Housh
Like bro, when you setting the jewels

All of these karats
It got me looking like the Christmas lights at Harrods
All of these handtings
I might need a bag of sweets like Tangfantastics
The fans want me providing bangers
Opps want me providing badness
Even though I went platinum
I might still try to give them both

Feds still want me in HMP
Why they still want to feed man oats
I was in the bando battering fish
Had this yardie ting tryna feed man goat
And I’m still the G.O.A.T.
Bro got a sentence and I still don’t vote

These twenty notes plastic, they still gon’ fold
These opps wanna pull up to the top of the hill again
I see bro drill at them
Could’ve been an M on the O like Gilligan
Come a long way from bitter wing
Done the wing pickyhead like Willian
Gotta thank God for rap
Could’ve been me fulltime in the gym again

They know where the thugs stay
But they don’t wanna go down there like the bus lane
Mash four, I’m a skengman, I do it for the four-door truck way
No bow and arrow, just zombie killers or smoking barrels
I see what he’s saying on TV, I see him and change the channel
This year spent a Day Date forty on trainers, ask for the players
Barrage of bullets, now it’s all vacant, dots got new players
Back then I done with the handle wobbling, handle bruck
Ever had a GLE when it sprays, it sound like a Lambo’ truck

Cullinan R with stars, feds wanna mark the car
If I see them man, of course I’ll send it, I’ll never put it drafts
Shotgun in the bushes, ever stepped out, gotta wipe off mud and grass
Think we’re playing games, there’s more than one in the car

Blast it, made me blink, don’t get done tryna make it on Made You Think
Bigger Cuban, I’m changing links
Can’t fund no bricks, then I’m changing links
Each one teach one, and taking tips
You ain’t on taking risks
If it goes well, then we’re changing dings…

➤ Written by Headie One, K-Trap, Clavish
Album: STRENGTH TO STRENGTH
Produced by M1OnTheBeat, Likkle Dotz OTB & Ghosty
Clavish | Headie One | K-Trap | 2023

Lyrics Tip Toes – Clavish feat. Aitch

With the yay let it dry by the window
Gave her two strokes, now she copying my lingo
My youngin’ on the other side, tryna spill a vimto
Told her that I don’t trap, but then she heard my ringtone
Either way, these pretty girls I got them on their tip toes, tip toes
My enemies, I got them on their tip toes, tip toes
My favourite letter Z, ’cause I flip those, flip those
Plugs don’t trust me cause I ask where I stick those

Your boyfriend, he ain’t got no backbone
You said you want your back blown
N**gas tryna backdoor
That’s why I’ve got a mash for
You don’t really crash corn
You rap ’bout the trap but
You ain’t ever ran yours

When my hood was hot, I was going OT
Never saw my friends for time, I was with the dope feens
I’m tryna put on for my whole team
My old ting cute, but my new ting pretty like the Maldives
My thick ting started going gym and got slim
My slim ting started going gym and got thick
Used to borrow but nowadays I’ve got my own sticks
I could do plain jane or switch to a cold wrist
I got b!tches from a far, I got b!tches in the Brix
I got b!tches from the opp block that I never even link
I got drillers that are smart and ones that never ever think
My straps come out to play, yours stay under the sink

With the yay let it dry by the window
Gave her two strokes, now she copying my lingo
My youngin’ on the other side, tryna spill a vimto
Told her that I don’t trap but then she heard my ringtone
Either way, these pretty girls I got them on their tip toes, tip toes
My enemies, I got them on their tip toes, tip toes
My favourite letter Z cause I flip those, flip those
Plugs don’t trust me cause I ask where I stick those

I made millions from rap I don’t do crypto
Sh!t, I’ve been getting girls since I had the flip phone
Shawty got that brain, tryna give me all the info
Got me putting rocks around her neck like she a flintstone
And I got, 100 grand wrapped my wrist bro
Pull up to your baby mums and f**k her to the kids home
I been whipping rari’s my little brodie, tryna whip o’s
You been acting weird ’cause your new chick got you on simp mode

If she wifey, buy her a whip, we can’t share one jeep
And I give her a couple bills to put her hair on fleek
Tell her spin and I slide in I’m tryna tear some cheeks
And were back to square one, I swear this hair ain’t cheap
Put her in a Maybach, we ain’t getting no cab
Heard she f**king with the boy, now her ex’s are mad
Got more money than her pops, It must be stress for her dad
Played my cards got the queen and you ain’t getting it back
B!tch

With the yay let it dry by the window
Gave her two strokes, now she copying my lingo
My youngin’ on the other side, tryna spill a vimto
Told her that I don’t trap, but then she heard my ringtone
Either way, these pretty girls I got them on their tip toes, tip toes
My enemies, I got them on their tip toes, tip toes
My favourite letter Z, ’cause I flip those, flip those
Plugs don’t trust me cause I ask where I stick those…

➤ Clavish | Aitch | 2023