Lyrics I Got the Clout - Reese LAFLARE

Ya dig?
Ain't no cap in my game, slime told me that
Oh my god, Ronny

Pull up on scene, shoot out the roof
Pockets on big, check out the swoosh
I got the clout, check out the coupe
Jump out the spot, shoot up ya uber
Come with the racks, I want the mula
Play with the slimes, straight out the sewer
I got the clout, I make the rules
I made the drip, I make the moves

Sauce off, sauce on
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Bitch I'm lit like candle (Lit)
Trap door swingin' no candle (Swingin')
Pull out the drip for the camera (Ayy)
Hold up the racks like a ransom (Ransom)
Red dot a Rudolph, no prancer (Red dot)
All red coupe like Sansa (Sansa)
Drip don't stop, on faucet (Drip)
Big faces got my pockets on Slauson
Who hatin'? Got a big list of targets (Big list)
Watch how I rage the machine (I rage)
For this Gucci T, into my scheme
Turn this team, a room Adam Levine (Leggo)
Skater boy, they love Avril Lavigne (Skater boy)
Fastest, so yellow tape the whole scene (Whole scene)
Stuffin' bands in my Saint Laurent jeans (Flood)
Watch how I sauce on your team!

Pull up on scene, shoot out the roof
Pockets on big, check out the swoosh
I got the clout, check out the coupe
Jump out the spot, shoot up ya uber
Come with the racks, I want the mula
Play with the slimes, straight out the sewer
I got the clout, I make the rules
I made the drip, I make the moves

Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
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Niggas be switching like Kyrie and 'Bron
Niggas jack shit 'cause they wanna be on
Cappin' ass nigga you'll never be known
Nothing but hunnids in my money phone
I know, I know, lil' ass nigga tryna be just like me, right
I know, I know lil' ass niggas said make another one, alright
They want the beef I got Angus
I'm on Bruce Banner 'cause I get the green when I'm angry
Got all the clothes and the hoes you dreamin' about it, you hate it
Damn I feel offended
Here for the water and pasta, that's Fendi
Grinding like I was skateboarding no indie's
Honestly, bitch, I do not like your energy
Uhhhhh, my sauce on infinity!

Pull up on scene, shoot out the roof
Pockets on big, check out the swoosh
I got the clout, check out the coupe
Jump out the spot, shoot up ya uber
Come with the racks, I want the mula
Play with the slimes, straight out the sewer
I got the clout, I make the rules
I made the drip, I make the moves

Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
Sauce off, sauce on
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