CLOUT CHASERS

You don't want the smoke
I'm bout to make y'all niggas choke
I'm bout to go hop in the boat
I'm bout to take it straight to Idaho
Where the hoes just be hoeing around
Look at them fooling, they messing around
I got the Peter Pieper in the ground
Bringing in all of the racks by the pound
And I count em up, cause I got product to buy
I'm tryna get all my starks in the sky
Call me that nigga, my name Obadiah
Come shoot your shot, man a nigga can try
I'm bout to go catch myself a new vibe
Cause I'm getting older, man it's about time
I got all of my haters on slippery slides
I'm packing out nigga's like Bonnie & Clyde, come say goodbye

Everybody wants a couple racks in they hand
Everybody wanna take flight, Peter Pan
Everybody want a little this, little that
Little white, little black, a nigga understands
Everybody wanna couple shoes in they house
Everybody want a fine shorty as a spouse
Everybody wanna couple milli in account
Gotta weigh it by the pound, real shit, batman

I'm peeping shorty like Pikachu
Come over so I can peek at you
I got the skills that pay bills, I put girls in they feels
And make niggas thirsty for you
I charge an entry fee at the front
Goofy ass niggas put on a front
Flexing they "bands" on the gram
They broker than Tommy & Pam, it's adding up
I chop my lyrics all up in the booth
I got a private chef feeding me food
I never work, nigga's bring me the loot
And I'm solving mysteries like I'm Scooby Doo
25k for some acres and mules
I spit for fun, it's all part of the thrill
Baby girl at Mickie D's, asking for a meal
I pay it in full like I'm Mo'fucking, Bill Clinton

Everybody wants a couple racks in they hand
Everybody wanna take flight, Peter Pan
Everybody want a little this, little that
Little white, little black, a nigga understands
Everybody wanna couple shoes in they house
Everybody want a fine shorty as a spouse
Everybody wanna couple milli in account
Gotta weigh it by the pound, real shit, batman

I'm ready for war, I'm breaking down all the doors
I'm calling in the helicopters with the guns and the swords
Prepare to meet your ultimate fate, I'm bringing in more
Like the four horsemen and the Calvary boy
I'm spitting faster than a camel can do
Probably 80 down the highway like a couple of goofs
Everybody spitting venom like the blue man group
Man this shit is so repetitive like Deja Vu
What does Deja do?
Why the sky so blue?
Everybody catching colds way worse than the Flu
Man I wish I had a private jet just like you
Everybody want everything the next guy do
You wanna be like me, but can't be like you
I got nice Nike's, but I don't mean my shoes
I'm only 6 feet tall, you barely 5'2
But height don't mean nothing, I ain't better than you