Tiny Meat Gang - Clout lyrics

Ay, gimme the Juul. Lemme hit that *takes a big drag* *coughs* Yuh, eh Ah, ah, ah, yeah, yeah, (hahahaha) yeah, eh, eh b**h, I got some clout b**h, I got some clout (eh, eh, eh) b**h, I got some clout (brrp) b**h, I got some clout b**h, I got some All in my bag All in my wrist All of my sh** (what) Prank my dog for the vlog Iced out rilla pawg You busy tryna get fame I'm busy countin' dis money (bands) Callin' myself a comedian But none of my sh** even funny (hahaha) I used to work for da coin (ay) Now I ride clout wit' da boys (yuh) Pretend to give money to bums (eh) Now I got money for toys (eh) Puffin' on purp for da snap I run the 'rari and take it right back b**hes be sleepin' wit' me But they just be in it for tags They just want this clout b**h, I got some clout b**h, I got some clout (eh, eh, eh) b**h, I got some clout (brrp) b**h, I got some clout b**h, I got some All I got is clout Walk outside, watch 'em shout, b**h Pull up to Supreme, drop some green Ballin' out, b**h Bought a wag, blow a bag Bulldog, cost like 20 grand Gucci tee, ripped jeans That's just so my knees can breathe Wake up in the Hills, I live in the Hills Did I mention I live in the Hills? Poppin' pills, no real sk**s All the b**hes be like "Come to Brazil!" Clout got me this shirt, b**h, you know it ain't a knock-off I could take a sh** on camera, watch this sh** pop off Propose to my b**h, I'm obsessed with engagement I'll write a f**in' diss-track 'bout my Mom, b**h, I'm shameless Name my house after the clout, name my dick after the clout I'm so poppin' you would think I'd think of something else that f**in' rhymes with Clout b**h, I got some clout (eh, eh, eh) b**h, I got some clout (brrp) b**h, I got some clout (eh, eh, eh) b**h, I got some clout b**h, I got some clout (eh, eh, eh) b**h, I got some clout b**h, I got some clout b**h, I