Gain Clout lyrics

[Chorus]
All of these young n*ggas killin' each other, they tryna just gain clout
How you gon' lie and just say that I said that? The f*ck is you talkin' about?
I had the di*k inside of her mouth and I still had the chopper out
I put the b*tch inside of a Range the way she suckin' my c*ck
I take a hundred racks right out of the bank and put it on your tater tot
I got the croc Chanel bag, I'm 'bout to go f*ck up the block
Hop in the Porsche, then hopped out the Jag' and jack it like Jack in the Box
I put Chanel, the lil' bitty bags onto all of the thots

[Verse]
Maybach came with the torch and the hatchback
RayVac, spray his ass back n*gga, blat, blat
My b*tches got credentials and green eyes like a black cat
Your b*tch is almost fat, better stop playin' 'fore you get whacked
Money got me sh*ttin' like a laxative, no comparin', I ran up the racks
All of my b*tches are boujee and bad, my money was long as his 'Lac
I told the b*tch that wasn't my kid, I need a paternity
Pull up to your block and takin' your cookie, call me Bernie
Got the red interior, red shoes and red Jeep
Got a bad b*tch, don't play the radio, Greg Street
Dead meat, man, you're just a dead breed (Ha)
Red meat, eat it like a deadbeat (Deadbeat)
I pop a wheelie, I f*ck on a b*tch like I'm Banshee (Brrt)
Bought a Rolls Royce and then, then I was smokin' on whammy (Hrr)
I put the b*tch on her back and I beat it like Hercules (Ha)
How the f*ck you let these rat n*ggas go get 'em some cheese? (Ha)
I had to seen the car comin', I took off and ran with the keys (Ha)
I put some diamonds on her toes, yeah, they dancin', Chris Breezy
I go to Finland, I got a tall breeze, she came in from Greece
I don't believe her, I think she Belize or she from Middle East
[Chorus]
All of these young n*ggas killin' each other, they tryna just gain clout
How you gon' lie and just say that I said that? The f*ck is you talkin' about?
I had the di*k inside of her mouth and I still had the chopper out
I put the b*tch inside of a Range the way she suckin' my c*ck
I take a hundred racks right out of the bank and put it on your tater tot
I got the croc Chanel bag, I'm 'bout to go f*ck up the block
Hop in the Porsche, then hopped out the Jag' and jack it like Jack in the Box
I put Chanel, the lil' bitty bags onto all of the thots