00:19As we begin to clock
00:25Fetty, clock, get to the break of dawn
00:30As we begin to clock
00:36Fetty, clock, get to the break of dawn
00:42I got a sexy little thing, boy, she's far from a dime
00:45Little mama got her shit tight, she's right in her mind
00:48I can see us going home, boy, straight to the top
00:50She don't care that I'm a thug and my runners with the top
00:53She got her cane on lock, you can tell by a smile
00:56I can tell from afar, in that profile, she was the one for me
01:00No more runners up, that was only we can do to get my buck
01:04Shit, I know a good thing when I get it
01:07All you others just to kill it, cause you know I can't deal with it
01:10My baby knows boys, that she's the one
01:12She knows how to keep the calculator next to the gun
01:15Boy, she's smart with it, she keeps all the calculations
01:17Paper chasin' is a hobby without the tax action
01:20Yes, she's my counterpart, my getaway driver
01:23Tell me, nigga, do you think you can ask me the bitch that's libra?
01:30Fetty, clock, get to the break of dawn
01:34As we speak into clock
01:41Fetty, clock, get to the break of dawn
01:47First two, though it only gets better
01:50My sweet thing loves the bubble
01:51Boy, get that cheddar
01:52In a fashion that you other bitches can't understand
01:55Soak one, carry the two without the pots and the pans
01:58Now, game thick like she's part of the mob
02:00I never seen a classy chick that was part of the mob
02:03Get it?
02:04Nah, boy, she don't play around
02:06You see the spark in the mob, man, she's layin' it down
02:08No doubt, you try to shoot your hook
02:11But I'm a CEO, boy, in a motherfuckin' book
02:14All you other niggas born, you just a rookie
02:17In her eyes, I'm the guy that butters and cookies
02:19Dope boy, fresh nigga, man, now you know
02:22I got a model, not a dime, do my chickas a pro
02:25Dope boy, fresh nigga, man, now you know
02:27I got a model, not a dime, do my chickas a pro
02:35Fetty, clock, get to the break of dawn
02:51Now that you see us rollin' round, boy, you can't believe
02:54That we shine like the ice at the end of our sleeve
02:57No sun and stage, bro, you see the tennis limousine
03:00On the 86, bro, here, homie, go things
03:03I see you chuckling, went in and laughing
03:05Talkin' bout you can't get it, nigga, now I'm laughing
03:09Had to laugh on that, I'm a old school pimp
03:12Ask your moms about that, yeah
03:14We livin' good, nigga, fuck what you thought
03:16Got a house on the hips, no matter what it cost
03:19No way we hustle, boy, we muster from the tip of the show
03:21Back to the bottoms of this motherfuckin' bitch, for sure
03:24I see you hawkin' the whip
03:27So I stopped this everything and pulled up to that bitch
03:29Nigga, do you know what I mean?
03:32I got a bad yellow bone, it's gotta get that cheese
03:35As we begin to clock
03:38Fatty
03:40Clock, get to the break of dawn
03:44As we begin to clock
03:49Fatty
03:51Clock, get to the break of dawn
03:55As we begin to clock
04:03Amaz
04:04Amaz
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