YoungMoneyMaster - SoundClout lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Money Master] Lean instead of water, b**h No one else is meaner OD ‘fore I’m 40 Like I’m drinkin’ drain cleaner Sell fake Bape Throw checks like FEMA I be on parole but I still hit that reefa Codeine in my water Told my teacher that it’s Kool-Aid Sayin’ I’ll be cloutless But you b**hes you be too late Pull up with that stick, b**h I pull up with the Mac Posted with my clique, b**h Posted with the gats Pull up in a Wraith Money in the safe I ain’t makin’ bread, b**h I be makin’ cake [Verse 2: Gas Pump] Yah, yah Yeah I’m flexin’ with the Bape Got it at a garage sale for seven thirty-eight And I dumped Ka**ie because she’s a dumb ho And I’m poppin all this lean until I fall on the floor When I’m shakin my fat a** ’cause I can’t roll I get low, on the ground Here my sound I’m so rich Sellin’ weed for a stick Got yo’ b**h instead of eating her p**y I ate McDonald’s I’m a fat a** white b**h boy (white boy) And I get them toys In my an*l cavity Until my a**hole rips, and I love it Please just f**ing shove the donkey’s p**y money Inside my reddit flow [Bridge: Young Money Master] Eatin’ at McDonald’s ‘Cause I’m really fat and I like McDonald’s Eatin’ all those burgers Go to In-N-Out, go to Whataburger Uh-,I’m the-, I-, I-, I’m-, I-, I seriously have an obesity problem b**h I spit that heat, b**h I’m hotter than a heater Might need antifreeze I be icy like a freezer Diamonds on me drippin’ I be wetter than a liter b**h I’m on the come up I might blow up like a Creeper [Verse 4: Lil Bompf] Ima be the bigger man Got Supreme stickers and Some checkered Vans Mickey Dee’s rest stop All I do is flex and cop You be messin’? Best if not Tits out on the roof Ass out on the block (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) With the clout goggles, crystal clear People think I lost it Fake just as good as the real But it costs less Getting my stump s**ed She ain’t even found out My shoes ain’t brand But I still got that SoundClout (yuh)