Clean Slate

By Preston Wayne

On Secret’s Out

Released on January 30, 2026

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Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Yeah

I said let’s get into somethin’

We took them plain faces and we carved ‘em likе a pumpkin

Open up that oven for them purplе berry muffins

Boy my papa was a rollin’ stone, I feel like David Ruffin

Out in Dallas doin’ business

Carlos hittin’ switches

Interior smell like vanilla mixed with Church’s chickens

Palladium was always live, every finger twitchin’

Used to have ‘em jumpin’ like a roach inside my mama’s kitchen, ah

At Lava Cantina puttin’ pink in Aquafina

Gravy fall in my two liter finna turner to a tina

Gotta lift my seat to see beef we gotta heat up

But we cozy for the night

I got on Fubu from the feet up

We ain’t worried ‘bout no rapper who’s in love with Dua Lipa

Don’t be pushin’ on no buttons cuz I’ll do it on the beeper

I just got off tour, I was doin’ shrooms with Wiz Khalifa

Tryna keep it positive like hoes that really wanna keep ya

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Yeah, yeah

Gyat

Think it’s time to shoot my shot

Feel like ‘98 Jordan, couple seconds on the clock

It’s deeper than the surface so I’m diggin’ in her flower pot

Will it be more in a night? My manager like prolly not

I be done hit 7-11 by the time she poke it out

She keep it in the trunk, I’m like me too bae fuck you talkin’ ‘bout?

Open up the trunk, 4 88’s Unk Walk It Out

My exes actin’ green and cheatin’ on me and they caught the crout

Posted at Izkina, sippin’ margaritas

P done popped a E and Z’d from aquafina at cantina

I’m the type to turn a cheetah to a zebra if you leave ya bitch around me

That girl there a lucky libra

I can’t fuck around with L 7’s

Opal with the diamonds kid

Them real gems

I Don’t go nowhere without my real friends

They’d be down to kill them

While I’m talkin bout some chill friends

Shout out them real ends Inglewood, how you feelin’?

We gone

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

Quick to take the paper, rip it clean slate

Here we go

It’s a, it’s a vibe baby

You on yo grind, baby

Take yo’ time with it, baby I don’t mind with it

It’s, it’s a vibe baby

You on yo grind, baby

Take yo’ time with it, baby I don’t mind with it

It’s a, it’s a vibe baby

You on yo grind, baby

Take yo’ time with it, baby I don’t mind with it

It’s, it’s a vibe baby

You on yo grind, baby

Take yo’ time with it, baby I don’t mind with it