Clout 69 (feat. Nuchie Meek & a-Raw)

Give them something to get lit
Wake and bake with
If lil mama issa thottie
I don't Cuff it
Pills and potions in my cup
To get me up lift
So if you try to bring me down
I cut you OFF Quick

Give them something to get lit
Wake and bake with
If lil mama issa thottie
I don't Cuff it
Pills and potions in my cup
To get me up lift
So if you try to kill the vibe
I cut you OFF Quick

Ola como estas
Chamo come shake up your boneka side
Big drip come from water side
Where they want Rap they ain't got Bars
Most of the men em ain't qualified
See this dull 5 coming play foul
See him coming for the blind side
Let him come
I bet he won't come back the next Time
I don't make time so I take time
10 Toes down
Coming run it just like 8 mile
Smile back to the fake smile
Clout chasing nigga 69
When you left you was Michael Blackson
How you came back looking Chris Brown
But fvck it I gotta grind very hard
For all the times I stayed up in the Dark
I know some niggas praying on my shine
And I know some niggas praying on My fall
Make her to drink stout till she craw
She let the panties drop niggas fvck
Sabu inside the jail now am stuck
Ayo don't disrespect I your proh
Make her to drink stout till she craw
She let the panties drop niggas fvck
Sabu inside the jail now am stuck
Ayo don't disrespect I your proh

Give them something to get lit
Wake and bake with
If lil mama issa thottie
I don't Cuff it
Pills and potions in my cup
To get me up lift
So if you try to bring me down
I cut you OFF Quick

Give them something to get lit
Wake and bake with
If lil mama issa thottie
I don't Cuff it
Pills and potions in my cup
To get me up lift
So if you try to kill the vibe
I cut you OFF Quick

Spend some money on the medical
In the studio we go over do
Punchlines going over you
Flow wavy like the ocean view
Head shot fuvk a bulletproof
I don't Fake if I don't fuvk with you
2020 different Attitude
Y'all gotta show us some gratitude
Always ready like a solider
Wack niggas can't hang
Nigga What fuvk are those
Ayo shody Get ya manz
Mane am all about the next Moves
If you tripping imma next you
Walk it talk it like a Boss do
Talking business imma slide through
Nigga all my drip be foreign
All ya shid be boring
No days off recording
FYI this shid important
(Yeah)
Fire emoji we did it again
No time to practice go straight to the Game
Nigga be working like i got a twin
We bring holy Ghost I and my team
(She get rewarded for giving me brain
Gotta go out and capture these dreams
Am talking bout any means
Imma get it i believe)

All jokes to the side
Take note you in class
Heads up in the clouds
Life's gamble roll the dice
Play around and pay the price
Only God can be the kaley
Hard times upgrade me
We be working on daily
Ain't no time to be pretty boy
Showing hard face like Mary broh
Shawty begging me to hit it raw
Can say no
Cause everything raw
Hit it once can get attached
Fuvk your rules
Been breaking laws
I can't kick it with no snitch niqqa
They got small brain but their head Bigger
Whole sqaud want six figures no play Either
Do it for my city so I gotta represent
Money knocking at my door
I just gotta let it in (Yeah)
She can called me papi leh to say I Mexican
Say her boyfriend full of shit
Nah i called him septic tank
Oh la yor jue
My bad
(Kuntay Kuntay)
No offense
Kill



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Writer(s): Wilbert Jones
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