3rd Lan3 - Clear The Room (feat. Big Dae) Lyrics

Clear the room, clear the room
Skrt, skrt
Clear the mother f*ckin fumes
Clear the room, clear the room
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
3rd Lan3

I got straps in the back
If you pull up on Dae Lan3 we go attack
With the mac
When you see me just now I ain't holdin back
For the fact
That I did that shit too much back in the past
Now I'm back
And I'm gunnin for your throne so watch your back
Clear the room, clear the room
I ain't tryna breathe the mother f*ckin fumes
Every time you see Dae Lan3 walk in the stu
Then it's through
We just signed your f*ckin name up on your casket and your tomb
Watch the news, we've been poppin shit it's really nothing new

Dae, yuh
I got your bitch and she suckin it right
Nigga I'm makin millions come bring me a price
We up on the fifth that shit make you retired
You ain't got no motion, you talkin to minors
Dae, yuh
We pushin the cat, we be goin through tires
3rd Lan3 and Big Dae so this shit gon be fire
Dae, yuh
Your bitch is so mad she ain't gettin a check
I'm in your bitch pussy I get that shit wet
Fashion and diamonds they feelin so nice if you tryna caupe
Johnny Dang, hall of fame, look at my neck
I clear the whole room with my .45 and tec
Pistol whipped niggas don't know what is next
They searchin for Dae like this shit is a quest
Oh
Oh
Oh
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Call me Johnny Sins, cause I'd be f*ckin on a nurse
Every time I'm with my bitch she keeps a glockie in her purse
If I ever caught you lackin, then I'd hit you where it hurts
I got dirty f*ckin money but I still put in the work
Back it up, keep your distance, bro I'm bouta clear the room
Every time I'm on your block you hear my Rari with a vroom
Ha, she thought I was cheatin, all we did was f*ckin spoon
Bitch, I'll be whippin Bentleys till I'm f*ckin 92
Skrrt

Whippin the cat with the cops behind
Pussy ass nigga you ain't our kind
I got me some bitches lined up, they assigned
All of you niggas gon hate cause we grind
All of you niggas gon hate and gon cry
Your bitch is on me eating me like a pie
Stompin these niggas hate to see all yall die
I'm whipin his nose if he crossin the line
I'm whipin his nose while I'm hittin the lick
Caupe me the flick while we hit yo bitch
Tag team with Dae yeah you know how it is
Grabbin my dick, ima ask her to stop it
Go get your money stop watchin our pockets
Stalkin our shit while we makin deposits
Clearin the room, nigga this is a solid
Oh, yuh
Skrt, Skrt
Skrt, Skrt
Oh, yeah
Oh
Yeah
Mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Clear the room and flex up
Bitch you know we next up
Shawty wanna f*ck, she keep on grabbin on my neck, huh
Grabbin on my dick this bitch must really wanna check, huh
Grabbin on my dick and tellin me to disrespect her
I got all these diamonds, I don't really need to flex up
We got all these diamonds, bust em down, they cost a check, huh
Let's go band for band so we can see who is ahead, uh
Let's go band for band so we can see who is the best up

Clear the room, clear the room
I ain't tryna breathe the mother f*ckin fumes
Every time you see Dae Lan3 walk in the stu
Then it's through
We just signed your f*ckin name up on your casket and your tomb
Watch the news, we've been poppin shit it's really nothing new