CLOUT KILLA$ by BLACKEDOUT $OULJAS Lyrics

$HOOTA AK:

YUNG $LIT WRIST coming out the streets
Bunch of wack motherfuckers rapping bout
I ain’t never leaving streets
What the fuck you mean
Ooh
Coming from the block
Fuck being on top right
Step up with the wrong colors
Catch your ass with laser sight
Bring a bitch back to the crib
End up fucking all night
Corny motherfuckers get a face tat
Yeah that’s tight
Ooh
Dye your hair a stupid color
Yeah that’s tight
Ooh
Couple fake likes and a ghost follow
Man I’m kid
Buu
Pop a couple xan bars now I’m slumped
Ooh
Beat a bitch down then I rap about love I’m X
Ooh
Think I’m gonna quit
But I never quit
Bitch this ain’t a diss
I don’t give a shit
Gotta fucking issue
Than I run up on your shit


YUNG ET:
Run up on your shit
Gotcha bitch up on my dick
Dick riding
Always dick riding
Motherfuckers never stop hitting my phone
When I’m all alone
I don’t hear shit
I’m the shit
But I don’t got clout
Always full of doubt
Til the clout chasers come around
“Hey man I really like your sound”
Yeah bitch how you like me now
Body cinder block tied shit
Always dragging me down
Probably why I’m always feeling down
Now I’m finna go drowned in the clout