Clout Demons lyrics

[Intro]
(Haha, n*ggas crazy)
(I'm with yo—, yeah)
(I'm with young Ahmad in this b*tch, man)

[Chorus]
This clout sh*t like a drug, all these hoes want it (n*gga, what?)
I know I f*cked up (Say what?), I admit I was horny (b*tch, ignorin' a b*tch)
b*tches tryna go up, they mad I'm so important (What you talkin' 'bout, n*gga?)
b*tches tryna go up, they mad I'm so important (Let's go)

[Verse 1]
Damn, all that lyin' on X (f*ck that b*tch, yeah)
I didn't even want that b*tch (Let's go, yeah), I just sent her a text (I just sent her, woah, I just sent her)
Hurt your friend, beat up, sit back and I flex (Yeah, let's go)
I'll hurt your friend, beat up, sit back and I flex (And what?)
In the grand room, had your lil' b*tch in her bag (Let's go)
I don't even want that ho, she want me, my pockets fat (What?)
I don't like how she act, she go Chromе Heart on her leg, woah (Wee)
I just pullеd up, yeah, I got Chrome Heart on my chest (Oh)
I can't double back, I'm still screamin', "f*ck my ex-ho" (Let's go, f*ck her)

[Chorus]
This clout sh*t like a drug, all these hoes want it (n*gga, what?)
I know I f*cked up (Say what?), I admit I was horny (b*tch, ignorin' a b*tch)
b*tches tryna go up, they mad I'm so important (What you talkin' 'bout, n*gga?)
b*tches tryna go up, they mad I'm so important (Let's go, woah, woah)
b*tches tryna go up, they mad I'm so important
b*tches tryna go up, they mad I'm so important
b*tches tryna go up, they mad I'm so important
[Verse 2]
I'll bang a n*gga sh*t, I'll bang your life (What the f*ck, n*gga?)
I'll bang a n*gga sh*t, I'll f*ck his wife (What?)
I don't give a f*ck 'bout none of this sh*t, I got guns with pipes, huh (pus*y, b*tch)
I don't give a f*ck 'bout none of this sh*t, I keep guns on sight (on God, say what?)
n*ggas be pus*y, they believe the hype (Woah)
I'm in this b*tch and I'm high like a kite (Let's go)
Took me an Addy, I can't spend the night (What?)
Took me an Addy (What?), I can't sleep at night
Tall-ass racks and it measure my height (Say what? What?)
Tall-ass racks when I measure my height (Woah)
I beat up that pus*y, I know that it's tight (Beat up, beat up, beat up, beat up), yeah, I know that it's tight
I beat up that pus*y, I know that it's tight (Beat up, beat up, beat up, beat up), yeah, I know that it's tight
I came in this b*tch and I keep me a fire (Keep me a fire), on God, I keep me a fire (Slatt)
What you think you know? (Woah) You don't even know me, bro (What?)
What you think you on? (On nothin') You ain't on sh*t, lil' bro (You ain't even know that)

[Outro]
You ain't on nothin' (You don't know nothin')
I'm finna go and tour with slime, on God, I'm havin' them racks (Haha, n*ggas crazy, yeah, I'm havin' them racks)
(I'm with yo—, yeah)
Give away my edges, I know I'm fine, on God, I'm so c*nt (I'm with young Ahmad in this b*tch, man)
I'm like, "How she shake that ass?" on God, I'm spinnin' to f*ck this (On God, yeah)
Yeah, I'm callin' my motherf*ckin' shooter, on God, we smoke him like Runtz (sh*t)
Smoke that boy, gon' smoke that boy, say what?
pus*y, b*tch, woah, woah (Yeah, slatt)
Yeah, yeah