Eem Triplin – Come Clean Lyrics

Come Clean Lyrics – Eem Triplin

Shawty got that fatty, best believe I’m tryna hit that
My niggas see the bag, then best believe we tryna get that
Fashion nova jeans, man, that ass can’t even fit that
I need a nasty *** who gon’ lick that and split that
Ima come clean, I can’t sit back, no relaxing
Ima come clean, ***, I can’t lack, pistol packing
My *** lookin’ clean, *** fantastic, like magic
***, I get the green, I’ma farmer with the damn cabbage

*** tryna rob me, *** ***, you can have at it
Choppas in the back, *** a pistol, my *** automatic
Say you *** my *** *** ***, that *** *** and cappin’
***, *** your feelings, you be mad and I be ***’ laughing
They be busting down for me, let me see you work
I might blow a whole bag just to see lil shorty twerk
I got all these niggas mad, I can tell that they be hurt
***, yo’ *** call me dad when I hit and go berserk
*** *** do you mean? I got racks in these jeans
Try to take anything, you gon’ meet the whole thing
I be callin’ shawty greedy ’cause she eat the whole thing
And you call that *** a queen, man you gave that *** a ring

Ima come clean, I can’t sit back, no relaxing
Ima come clean, ***, I can’t lack, pistol packing
My *** lookin’ clean, *** fantastic, like magic
***, I get the green, Ima farmer with the damn cabbage
Ima come clean, I can’t sit back, no relaxing
Ima come clean, ***, I can’t lack, pistol packing
My *** lookin’ clean, *** fantastic, like magic
***, I get the green, Ima farmer with the damn cabbage

Shawty got that fatty, best believe I’m tryna hit that
My niggas see the bag, then best believe we tryna get that
Fashion nova jeans, man, that ass can’t even fit that
I need a nasty *** who gon’ lick that and split that
Ima come clean, I can’t sit back, no relaxing
Ima come clean, ***, I can’t lack, pistol packing
My *** lookin’ clean, *** fantastic, like magic
***, I get the green, I’ma farmer with the damn cabbage