(Xanarchy!)
(Its hot as hell)
(107 in October, what, what)
[Verse 1]
She just wanna f*ck me for my pay check
Diamond in your b*tch, I think my girl just got my rain wet
I ain't want that b*tch cause that b*tch was on the same sh*t
I ain't want that b*tch cause that b*tch was on some lame sh*t
Love to drive a foreign, no doing no race, I let the blind hit
You don't cook no dope, how yo rich if you don't make hit
Paint that b*tch black, bet inside KKK sh*t
I don't need a bae, I rather sleep up in the bay
Kids on the cheek, my n*gga, thats a f*cking face lift
Say she like the whip, I tie her up like a slave ship
I sleep in the chamber, you don't care I don't make it
Cop so much g I think my plug hate me
Gotta whip the porche up
b*tches shake they ass when I'm in home but can't afford the di*k
Make your b*tch disappear, aye, this is sorcerery
Sucking on my c*ck, I think your b*tch f*cking harder di*k
[Hook]
Welcome to Clout Club
Had to grab a strap and I don't leave the crib without one
Kilo on my neck, had to f*ck your b*tch, and this the outcome
Ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one
Welcome to Clout Club (for real)
You be looking for a n*gga, I can tell you ain't found one
Know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon
I can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh
[Verse 1]
See baby, I been killing sh*t for real
I do what it takes, I know I gon make a mil
Swim lil b*tch, swim lil b*tch, swim
These diamonds aquafina, water falling off the scale
Swim lil b*tch, swim lil b*tch, swim
You my aqua-woman, baby, hold your breathe for real
I'm tryna see you move, and you purping what they hail
b*tches whole world lying, I think it make me lose my hair
Put my thumb in her butt and the b*tch ain't even care
I know these b*tches super good, b*tches super rare
f*ck these b*tches rare like I swear it wasn't fair
Versace on my condom, and I'm done f*cking b*tches rare
[Hook]
Welcome to Clout Club
Had to grab a strap and I don't leave the crib without one
Kilo on my neck, had to f*ck your b*tch, and this the outcome
Ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one
Welcome to Clout Club (for real)
You be looking for a n*gga, I can tell you ain't found one
Know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon
I can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh
Welcome to Clout Club
Had to grab a strap and I don't leave the crib without one
Kilo on my neck, had to f*ck your b*tch, and this the outcome
Ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one
Welcome to Clout Club (for real)
You be looking for a n*gga, I can tell you ain't found one
Know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon
I can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh