She Might Call The Feds - Cypher Clique, Clutch

She might call the feds, ask her what she said

Ask me what I make, I say I got a M. Ed

I’m all up in her head, money like I’m Chad

Money like I’m Chet, money like I’m dead

I said she might call the feds, ask her what she said

Money like I’m Chad, money like I’m Brett

Money like I’m Ned, money like I’m Fred

Money like I’m Chet, money like I’m Fred

Say like «She might call the fds»

Met her at the… At the party

I was off a Percocet, she was on Bacardi

She called the feds and she kind of left me dead

And I’m climb up a mountain, litter, code red

But I’m due for affliction, due for addiction

Weed and addiction, I was on friction

The way I touched her, the way fucked her

Treat her like lint on my shit, the way I plucked her

Rub it like Aladdin, travel like Jasmine

I just popped an addy, I don’t know what happen

But I’ll tell you one thing, I just bagged this bad bitch

Travel across the atlas, smoking on cabbage

She want me to stay but you know I gotta go

Everyday I’m getting laid, I’m fuckin' all type of hoes

I’m amazed by her grace, she give me brain, she give me throat

Ima stick to the code cause that’s just all I know, that’s for sure

She might call the feds, ask her what she said

Ask me what I make, I say I got a M. Ed

I’m all up in her head, money like I’m Chad

Money like I’m Chet, money like I’m dead

I said she might call the feds, ask her what she said

Money like I’m Chad, money like I’m Brett

Money like I’m Ned, money like I’m Fred

Money like I’m Chet, money like I’m Fred

Say like «She might call the feds»

Bitches in bed, bitches give me head, jizzing on their head

Heard just what I said, money like I’m Fred

Money like I’m Ted, fuck her like I’m Ned

Fuck her like a nerd, shitting like a turd

Pissing like a bird, flipping all the birds

Cussin' out the teach, sippin' on the bleach

Suck it like a leech, come on shorty preach

I said she might give me head

All the fuckin' time, just wanna rhyme

Riding with a dime, smoking on the pine

Getting on the head, jizzing in my bed

Heard just what I said

And I think it’s going back now, I order rounds in the background

Clap now, like fuck your man yeah fuck that that clown

A wrap now, like you don’t know how to act now

The Jack Brown, got pretty girls on their backs now

She might call the feds, ask her what she said

Ask me what I make, I say I got a M. Ed

I’m all up in her head, money like I’m Chad

Money like I’m Chet, money like I’m dead

I said she might call the feds, ask her what she said

Money like I’m Chad, money like I’m Brett

Money like I’m Ned, money like I’m Fred

Money like I’m Chet, money like I’m Fred

Say like «She might call the feds»