King Yella - Clout lyrics

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King Yella - Clout lyrics

Hook x2 Robbin jeans b**h im flexing like a boss And if n***a disrespect the 30 gettem lost These n***as mad cause we takin all the clout These b**hes love the squad our dick all in they mouth (verse 1: King yella) They know yella born and double 0 go hard We be thumbing thru a bag u know we selling hard Fbg skiizy world and shoutout to bricksquad Got them robbers on my a** im looking like im god And if n***a try me he might aswell just die Team no lackin b**h we run the chi I diddybob all over keep them 30s by These n***as mad we took the clout then took the chi I be flexin like i workout ok If thats yo b**h ima f** her mouth Im arrogant like double 0 Im arrogant like jojo U f** boys dont want smoke I up poles then i blow Hook x2 (verse 2: King lil jay #00) Robbin jeans b**h u know im fresh as hell 30 on me ill do the hit all by myself Come to yo door like i deliver mail But i ain't deliver mail p**y i delivered shells All my n***as bdk u know the movement This sh** is foreal n***a f** this music We got 30s we got 50s we ain't scared to use it U better cherish yo life cause n***a u can lose it Ridin round i do a hit up on a opp block Opp b**h wit me and that b**h she give me opp top You think its macaroni time n***a bop bop I got shells for that cheese n***a pop shots Hook x2 [verse 3: unknown artist] Bet u didn't know that i was in the trap But i ain't a rat and im gettin cheese They say im gettin mula say im gettin mula But a n***a blessed and i ain't even sneeze Woke up in the morning with a bankroll Slang that dope for a pay roll 24/7 im in it yea u know im winning Money on my plate got me so balemic Thowing up this money got us so conceded Shout out to them haters man they disrespectful Putting dirt up on my name but that sh** ain't truthful U say u ain't a ho u say ain't a ho But u s**ing on my dick yea yo a** ain't faithful Hook x2