Clout Chasin'
Flexing on these hoes they clout chasing yeah
Keep it real for the thrill I ain't faking whoa
Put my hands in the air I be praying
I be running to money bag chasing yeah
Flexing on these hoes they clout chasing yeah
Keep it real for the thrill I ain't faking whoa
Put my hands in the air I be praying
I be running to money bag chasing yeah
I be chasing
Cobra got a wood he be facing
I ain't never spoke once there's no statements
Got a bad ting now I'm done playing
Whoa, real nigga baby I move in silence, whoa
I know you want it girl you don't got it fight it whoa
Always on top I'm gone triumph whoa
Tell you that I love you I be lying whoa
Balling on these niggas like the Titans whoa
King of the jungle like a lion whoa
Everything I own it be high-end whoa
Pull off the lot that's how I'm riding whoa
Flexing on these hoes they clout chasing yeah
Keep it real for the thrill I ain't faking whoa
Put my hands in the air I be praying
I be running to money bag chasing yeah
Flexing on these hoes they clout chasing yeah
Keep it real for the thrill I ain't faking whoa
Put my hands in the air I be praying
I be running to money bag chasing yeah
I be chasing
Cobra got a wood he be facing
I ain't never spoke once there's no statements
Got a bad ting now I'm done playing
They gone tell you stop doing this, stop doing that
Just don't ever stop being you dawg
Keep grinding, keep god first
There's another level with your name on it my brother
Don't stop keep going aye
Keep it real for the thrill I ain't faking whoa
Put my hands in the air I be praying
I be running to money bag chasing yeah
Flexing on these hoes they clout chasing yeah
Keep it real for the thrill I ain't faking whoa
Put my hands in the air I be praying
I be running to money bag chasing yeah
I be chasing
Cobra got a wood he be facing
I ain't never spoke once there's no statements
Got a bad ting now I'm done playing
Whoa, real nigga baby I move in silence, whoa
I know you want it girl you don't got it fight it whoa
Always on top I'm gone triumph whoa
Tell you that I love you I be lying whoa
Balling on these niggas like the Titans whoa
King of the jungle like a lion whoa
Everything I own it be high-end whoa
Pull off the lot that's how I'm riding whoa
Flexing on these hoes they clout chasing yeah
Keep it real for the thrill I ain't faking whoa
Put my hands in the air I be praying
I be running to money bag chasing yeah
Flexing on these hoes they clout chasing yeah
Keep it real for the thrill I ain't faking whoa
Put my hands in the air I be praying
I be running to money bag chasing yeah
I be chasing
Cobra got a wood he be facing
I ain't never spoke once there's no statements
Got a bad ting now I'm done playing
They gone tell you stop doing this, stop doing that
Just don't ever stop being you dawg
Keep grinding, keep god first
There's another level with your name on it my brother
Don't stop keep going aye
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Writer(s): Adnan Warfa
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