Clout God 3

[Intro]



Keep them fuck n***as away from me, bro

I don't really fuck with fuck n***as

No new n***as, none of that shit, you feel me?

Think I'm allergic to their fugazi ass



[Verse]



Yes, I'm allergic to fuck n***as

Hell nah, I won't fuck with ya'

No, you can not hit my cup n***a

I'm in love with them bucks, n***a

Riding around with glizzy's tucked n***a

We don't trust n***as

We'll bust, n***a

Like blitz, we'll rush n***a

Let it bust n***a

Hit him up n***a

Catch me in traffic with 3 automatics

Riding with that nina I feel like I'm Pappy

Hit his ass up, disappear like its magic

Shot in your face man, that shit was so tragic

N***as got hit man, that n***a was lacking

Shooters start shooting just like he John Paxson

Bomb his whole hood, Osama Bin Laden

Bitch, you know I'm good, getting them Jacksons

I'm in love with cash, bitch I'm getting guapo

Chilling with the plug, call him El Chapo

N***as want beef, put shells in his taco

Always in the hood like I do auto

Bent like the bent like I just hit the lotto

Get money, fuck bitches man, that's my new motto

Sipping mud in trouble, don't pop no bottle

Balmain jeans, I don't rock no crocko

Jugging on a roll, getting it and getting it

Fucking different hoes, swimming in women

N***as mad cause we winnin' and winnin'

Lord please clear my soul, I'm sinnin' and sinnin'

My bitch at the stove, told my bitch "Do the dishes"

Bro out the back door, yeah we serve out the kitchen

Whipping and whipping that pie, that's my vision

Baking soda, yeah we serving them chicken

Concrete flow, Billy go hard

They [?] let me and I'm a [?]

They say he a killer but don't got no heart

Say he a trapper but ain't moving hard

Make it very scary, pull up and spark

.45 bull dog, let it bark

Shoot his ass down, pull off and park

Me and two nina's just had him a [?]



[Outro]



[?]

N***as better clout the fuck up

Big clout God, y'all already know that though

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Let's get it