CLOUT CHASER by OceanBoyTrea Lyrics

Aye
Aye
Aye!
Yeah!

Verse 1 (OceanBoyTrea);
I’m not a clout chaser
But this clout chasin' me
I am so tipsy
From drinking this Hennessy
Your girl suckin' on my Oscar Myer Wiener
Later I’ll see her
Wouldn’t wanna be her

I’m not a clout chaser
But this clout chasin' me
Every where I go
Everybody hatin' me
Pull up in a ghost
Everybody knows
This is no boat, this a yachty
Come take a shotty, with me and the crew
This is not new
This is my lifey
She is my wifey
Cause I wifed that bish up
(Skrt!)
And imma pick that bish up
(When?!)
At a quarter after ten. (Uh.)
(Aye!) (Yeah.)

Wait...
What time is it?
(Twelve.)
Shit!
I forgot to pick that bitch up!

Verse 2 (PhatMatt);
All I want is that Supreme Five Piece
(Aye.)
Guess wrist watch & a Louis tight V
(Wow.)
R O L E X is my team. (Uh-Huh.)
Money make me hungry for some, collard greens

I do not give a fuck I am the king
You come to my castle and i will slay thee. (Oh Yeah.)
Choppin’ & coppin’ yo neck & I see
(Oh Shit.)
Some ice on your wrist, I cop it for me
(Aye, Oh!)
Denaro make me a feen for the green
I can not stop it, I’m out of my league
(Yeah.)
Runnin’ & runnin’ I’m faster then speed
You callin’ quits, like you in misery

Gotta Glock in my friends pocket, never lost
Always posted, always hosting on a block, throw down anytime
Holocaust for sole raw shit, I don’t play games anymore, but I ball still

Pick it up, drop it off, flip a dub
(Aye.)
Molotov
(Aye.)
Heat it up
(Aye!)
Bodies drop
(Yeah!)
Put in work, play it off

Oh
Oh, oh!