MARKED FOR DELETION - Clout lyrics

"Hey, Napoleon. What did you do last summer again? I told you! I spent it with my uncle in Alaska hunting wolverines! "Did you shoot any?" "Yes, like 50 of 'em! They kept trying to attack my cousins, what the heck would you do in a situation like that?" Verse 1: Gizmo I knew she wasn't ready for the pipe She's so greedy and needy,I gotta give her what she like You know I'm only here for the night If you wanna see my face again,then you can hit me up on skype I gotta get back to the studio,my life is like a movie hoe It doesn't matter who we know,I think I live in Yu-Gi-Oh! Everybody's tryna play some game with me These rappers lames and I see The real ones came with me This the underground I'm in the underground We all be stuntin' now I been watchin' on my dog,who's come right up from nothing now These rappers scared as f** But sh** I would be too We bout to f** sh** up That's what we known to do "What kind of gun did you use?" "A freakin' 12-gauge, what do you think?" [Chorus: Gizmo & Prohibeo] These rappers got a problem with the things we talk about Quit the whinin' quit the b**hin' Be a man and walk it out I don't care about your fame,and I don't care about your clout And if you hit me up again then I'ma f**in' knock you out All these rappers got a problem with the things we talk about Quit the whinin' quit the b**hin' Be a man and walk it out I don't care about your fame,and I don't care about your clout And if you hit me up again then I'ma f**in' knock you out [Verse 2: Prohibeo] I know you see me in the Napoleon,I'm blowin' now call that dynamite Don't f** around lil' b**h,I know you see us glowing like a light Swisher smokin',f**ing up my throat again Now holding in This that ride around and smoke a blunt till' you can float again b**hes talking sh** but I can't hear em' this weed got me ... Check the broad I have,and we smokin' till' we dead Don't know where I fell out,and my whole squad's sleeping now Can't even remember how the last f**ing week went while Rollin' up,pronto Bad b**h,ponyo Pullin' up,choncho Smokin' dope,gods glow Haters be hatin',I don't give a f** All you f*ggots and b**hes can lick on my nuts While I sit my a** down,and just roll up a blunt Keep doin' what you do, 'till I'm on a f**in' bus “Stay home and eat all the freakin' chips, Kip Napoleon, don't be jealous 'cause I've been chatting online with babes all day.“