Clout, clout, clout, clout [Uh
Just the richest g#ngb#nger, uh
[Thanks Zachary
[Tee’d this b#tch up, Tone
Uh, uh
Dracos, MAC’s, and XDs, Benji go wild, we gon’ wake up the neighbors [Grrra
One up top in this blick, I ain’t gotta c#ck this b#tch, know it’s one in the chamber
Lil’ boy wanted clout, now his #ss famous
We kill him now, don’t care ’bout no later
Now she wanna f#ck on the richest g#ngb#nger
But it’s merched on the gang, I don’t love no lady
We in the back of the Maybach, that b#tch a Mercedes
Ain’t pullin’ over, they gon’ have to chase me [Grra
FN like a chopper, that b#tch got a safety
Came shootin’ at his crib, now his crib look vacant [Grra, grra
.45 get to shootin’, now he friеd like bacon
b#tch, I’m a trench baby, can sense when it’s dangerous
And if she won’t f#ck, then the gang won’t make her [Uh
And the way we at home, b#tch, we ball like the Lakers [Grra, grra]
It’s lil Cap’ and lil Trench, who gon’ come after us?
Glock perform and he wrappin’ sh#t up
They gon’ need your height for a coffee we scorin’ like bosses, you ever start sizin’ him up
New pipes, bodies, and back end’s
Hoes doin’ backbends, we just keep addin’ sh#t up
He like to diss when we rappin’
We catch him lackin’, we just gon’ clap him to dust
Hell nah, I ain’t cappin’ ’bout sh#t, Evergreen where I’m stamped
Why the f#ck would I lie to you n#gg#s
Flow-through the ‘Raq, in them ‘Burbans
Cali’s and foreign’s, we like to ride with them blickers
We got that call on the E-way, foenem start swervin’
We out in traffic, go get him
It be the n#gg#s who like sneak dissin’ the hood
They’ll see me and they ask for a picture
f#ck you mad ’bout, a handout or something?
You don’t like all these bands that I’m thumbin’
Oh he prob’ just mad I ain’t front him
He can’t say that he ran off with nothin’
Seventeen on the race to a million
Slow grind everyday, I was huntin’
Now if I want ’em dead, they slump em’
He got caught with his pants down, runnin’
Dracos, MAC’s, and XDs, Benji go wild, we gon’ wake up the neighbors [Grrra
One up top in this blick, I ain’t gotta c#ck this b#tch, know it’s one in the chamber
Lil’ boy wanted clout, now his #ss famous
We kill him now, don’t care ’bout no later
Now she wanna f#ck on the richest g#ngb#nger
But it’s merched on the gang, I don’t love no lady
We in the back of the Maybach, that b#tch a Mercedes
Ain’t pullin’ over they gon’ have to chase me [Grra
FN like a chopper, that b#tch got a safety
Came shootin’ at his crib, now his crib look vacant [Grra, grra
.45 get to shootin’, now he friеd like bacon
b#tch, I’m a trench baby, can sensе when it’s dangerous
And if she won’t f#ck, then the gang won’t make her [Uh
And the way we at home, b#tch we ball like the lakers [Grra, grra]
Dracos, MAC’s, and XDs, Benji go wild, we gon’ wake up the neighbors [Grrra
One up top in this blick, I ain’t gotta c#ck this b#tch, know it’s one in the chamber
Lil’ boy wanted clout, now his #ss famous
We kill him now, don’t care ’bout no later
Now she wanna f#ck on the richest g#ngb#nger
But it’s merched on the gang, I don’t love no lady
We in the back of the Maybach, that b#tch a Mercedes
Ain’t pullin’ over they gon’ have to chase me [Grra
FN like a chopper, that b#tch got a safety
Came shootin’ at his crib, now his crib look vacant [Grra, grra
.45 get to shootin’, now he friеd like bacon
b#tch, I’m a trench baby, can sensе when it’s dangerous
And if she won’t f#ck, then the gang won’t make her [Uh
And the way we at home, b#tch we ball like the lakers [Grra, grra]
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