Текст песни King Yella — Clout

Robbin jeans bitch im flexing like a boss
And if nigga disrespect the 30 gettem lost
These niggas mad cause we takin all the clout
These bitches love the squad r dick all in they mouth

They know yella born and double 0 go hard
I be thumbing thru a bag u know im selling hard
Fbg skiizy world and shoutout to bricksquad
Got them robbers on my ass im looking like im god
And if nigga try me he might aswell just die
Team no lackin bitch we run the chi
I diddybob all over keep them 30s by
These niggas mad we took the clout then took the chi
I be flexin like i workout ok
If thats yo bitch ima fuck her mouth
Im arrogant like double 0
Im arrogant like jojo
U fuck boys dont want smoke
I up poles then i blow

Robbin jeans bitch u know im fresh as hell
30 on me ill do the hit all by myself
Come to yo door like i deliver mail
But i ain't deliver mail pussy i delivered shells
All my niggas bdk u know the movement
This shit is foreal nigga fuck this music
We got 30s we got 50s we ain't scared to use it
U better cherish yo life cause nigga u can lose it
Ridin round i do a hit up on a opp block
Opp bitch wit me and that bitch she give me opp top
You think its macaroni time nigga bop bop
I got shells for that cheese nigga pop shots

Bet u didn't know that i was in the trap
But i ain't a rat and im gettin cheese
They say im gettin mula say im gettin mula
But a nigga blessed and i ain't even sneeze
Woke up in the morning with a bankroll
Slang that dope for a pay roll
24/7 im in it yea u know im winning
Money on my plate got me so balemic
Thowing up this money got us so conceded
Shout out to them haters yea they disrespectful
Putting dirt up on my name but this shit ain't truthful
U say u ain't a ho u say ain't a ho
But u sucking on my dick yea that shit ain't faithful