Clout lyrics
by Jamz
[Intro]
Aye
Want my clout? Wanna f*ck?
Want my clout?
[Hook]
Met that n*gga yesterday, I really want his friend
n*ggas dumb as f*ck yeah anyways, addicted to that lean
Whip that cash out, now my ass out, Louis V that’s on my sleeve
Whip that cash out, now my ass out, Louis V that’s on my sleeve
Wanna f*ck me for my clout?
Wanna f*ck me cause I’m out?
Wanna f*ck me? Boy get out!
Wanna f*ck me? Word of mouth
Wanna f*ck me for my clout?
Wanna f*ck me cause I’m out?
Wanna f*ck me? Boy get out!
Wanna f*ck me? Word of mouth
[Verse 1]
Word of mouth, I’m the b*tch in the lead
When I walk by, no b*tch I see
n*ggas be hating, that ain't new to a G
Put it on my gang, I’m getting this cheese
Got a little clout, b*tches open they mouth
Qualified chick, grew up in the south
Blow a n*ggas dome, way before I moved out
I’m ain’t taking sh*t, I'ma go up in your mouth
n*ggas wanna f*ck me, cuff me, love me
I don’t really trust ‘em, so I’m gonna duck ‘em
Broke b*tches riding in that huffy
Thick red b*tch named Duffy, she turned nothing into something
Get bread like a muffin, I started this sh*t
Not for discussion, I pull up and hit
Two thirties be upping, get popped like a zit
This pack on me musty!
All that talking I don’t do that sh*t real often
Lil’ b*tch I’m sorry, you not special, get put in a coffin
Why trust lil’ homie, break up, he gon’ link with the opponents
I swear this life addictive, had to grind got what I wanted
I wanted? I got it!
[Hook]
Met that n*gga yesterday, I really want his friend
n*ggas dumb as f*ck yeah anyways, addicted to that lean
Whip that cash out, now my ass out, Louis V that’s on my sleeve
Whip that cash out, now my ass out, Louis V that’s on my sleeve
Wanna f*ck me for my clout?
Wanna f*ck me cause I’m out?
Wanna f*ck me? Boy get out!
Wanna f*ck me? Word of mouth
Wanna f*ck me for my clout?
Wanna f*ck me cause I’m out?
Wanna f*ck me? Boy get out!
Wanna f*ck me? Word of mouth
[Verse 2]
Wanna f*ck me cause I’m Asian?
I can't love these n*ggas, ain’t saving
I speak money, b*tch what you saying?
If I’m with that n*gga he paying
Yeah, forty five, he on his knees
Pull up we throwing them C’s
Beef, we don’t take it with ease
I got your hoe saying please!
I spray at these n*ggas like I'm some Febreeze
I'm so in love with the money, addicted to stunting
Why b*tches be asking for something
Deep in the jungle, applying the pressure
Went hunt for the bricks, and we taking the money
Pretty lil’ doll from the South
Broke n*ggas don’t stutter, hating b*tches ain’t help
Right foot on the pedal, young b*tch but I’m wealthy
Weak hoes, they jealous, in lead with the medal
Wanna f*ck me cause I’m hot? b*tches mad cause they are not
Ain’t met one b*tch I can't stop!
Young street b*tch, ain’t built to flop
n*ggas cuff me, because I’m real
New rap sh*t, that they can feel
I did this sh*t with no deal!
Girl your pus*y ain’t got not feel! (feel)
[Hook]
Met that n*gga yesterday, I really want his friend
n*ggas dumb as f*ck yeah anyways, addicted to that lean
Whip that cash out, now my ass out, Louis V that’s on my sleeve
Whip that cash out, now my ass out, Louis V that’s on my sleeve
Wanna f*ck me for my clout?
Wanna f*ck me cause I’m out?
Wanna f*ck me? Boy get out!
Wanna f*ck me? Word of mouth
Wanna f*ck me for my clout?
Wanna f*ck me cause I’m out?
Wanna f*ck me? Boy get out!
Wanna f*ck me? Word of mouth