paroles de chanson Clout Chasing - Mizzy

I'm on the road... I'm just trynna live
I'm trynna make goals, I need me a M
It's Too many hoes, too many bitches in my biz
My heart gettin cold
Too many pussy niggas lookin for clout But I could never get exposed
I'm trynna make M's
Word to my woes
Word to my friends
You ain't sticking to the code
You following trends
I'm trynna be low
But pussy nigga be clout chasing

These niggas is oops yeah
Catch em in playroom my nigga might blow up the spot yea
38 special It hit em and open his top yea
I'm whipping whipping whipping whipping I open the pot yeah
Ball on these niggas nobody else holding the rock yeah
I remember trapping heavy with o's in the sock yeah
Bitches wouldn't even kiss me had holes in my socks yeah
Waiting around for a come up I'm hoping it pop yeah
I trust my niggas but never a hoe tho yeah
I know my hood got my back like a go pro yeah
RIP Donnie I swear that's my bro bro yeah
Man RIP Donnie I swear that's the bro bro yeah
I gotta get money get back on the Road

I'm on the road... I'm just trynna live
I'm trynna make goals, I need me a M
It's Too many hoes, too many bitches in my biz
My heart gettin cold
Too many pussy niggas lookin for clout But I could never get exposed
I'm trynna make M's
Word to my woes
Word to my friends
You ain't sticking to the code
You following trends
I'm trynna be low
But pussy nigga be clout chasing

I ain't never did no sucka shit over bitches
I ain't never pillow talkin bout none my niggas nah that's for bitches
I don't jump on the internet wit it either nah that's for bitches
I don't gotta go tell another nigga business nah that's for bitches
We ain't talkin on the shade room
None of my niggas is day room
I'm pulling in the drop top
Bad lil bitch she a Thot thot
I turn the coupe to a hot box
I get it shaking like pop rocks
50 bottles let the opps watch
Just fucked a bitch from my opps block
Mizzy buzzing like a shot clock
Wrist flickin like a stop watch
My bitches like J Lo
Your bitches in rainbows
I whip it up like a pop lock
Bitches love me like crop tops
I do it all for the gang tho
I do it all for my gang... I gotta get money get back on the road

I'm on the road... I'm just trynna live
I'm trynna make goals, I need me a M
It's Too many hoes, too many bitches in my biz
My heart gettin cold
Too many pussy niggas lookin for clout But I could never get exposed
I'm trynna make M's
Word to my woes
Word to my friends
You ain't sticking to the code
You following trends
I'm trynna be low
But pussy nigga be clout chasing