Clout V2 (In My Couch) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Skee)
Yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi)

[Chorus]
b*tch ass n*gga got no clout (Got no clout)
Talking sh*t, run in your house (Run in your house)
I got this UZI in my couch (In my couch)
Run in my sh*t, I take you out (I take you out)
Now f*ck n*gga, tell me what you really 'bout (Now what you 'bout)
f*ck n*gga, tell me what you really 'bout (What you really 'bout)
f*ck n*gga, tell me what you really 'bout (Tell me what you 'bout)
f*ck n*gga, tell me what you really 'bout (Yeah)

[Verse]
You talking sh*t, this UZI shoot you in your mouth (In your mouth)
f*ck n*gga, tell me what you really 'bout (Yeah, what you 'bout)
Oh, that's your b*tch, she loving me cause I got clout (I got that clout)
You kiss her lips where I bust right in her mouth (All in her mouth)
I'm that n*gga, Lil Uzi, I'm that n*gga (Yeah, yeah)
I'm from the North, but they say I sound from the South (They do, they do)
Well I got money, what the f*ck you talking 'bout? (Now what you talkin?)
I pay you off, I pay a hitman, take you out (Yeah, brr)
b*tching, they never stressin' and these b*tches be flexin'
And these b*tches be stressin' (Stressin')
I'm on the beat, I'm jugging that sh*t
I'm flexing, n*gga finessin'
I got your b*tch, I might f*ck her but I have to use protection
I shoot you, that be protection
Fifteen and hundred, n*gga, you cannot stop us (Stop)
Gettin' money on your dummies (Dummy)
Put my di*k right in her tummy (Tummy)
I'm whippin' the whip in some onions (Onion)
I feel like the sh*t, I feel like Lil Flipp
I got clover, n*gga, I'm lucky (I'm lucky, I'm lucky, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
b*tch ass n*gga got no clout (Got no clout)
Talking sh*t, run in your house (Run in your house)
I got this UZI in my couch (All in my couch)
Run in my sh*t, I take you out (I take you out)
Now f*ck n*gga, tell me what you really 'bout (What you 'bout)
f*ck n*gga, tell me what you really 'bout (What you really 'bout)