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She just wanna fuck me for my pay check
Diamond in your bitch, I think my girl just got my rain wet
I ain't want that bitch cause that bitch was on the same shit
I ain't want that bitch cause that bitch was on some lame shit
Love to drive a foreign, no doing no race, I let the blind hit
You don't cook no dope, how yo rich if you don't make hit
Paint that bitch black, bet inside KKK shit
I don't need a bae, I rather sleep up in the bay
Kids on the cheek, my nigga, thats a fucking face lift
Say she like the whip, I tie her up like a slave ship
I sleep in the chamber, you don't care I don't make it
Cop so much g I think my plug hate me
Gotta whip the porche up
Bitches shake they ass when I'm in home but can't afford the dick
Make your bitch disappear, aye, this is sorcerery
Sucking on my cock, I think your bitch fucking harder dick

Welcome to Clout Club
Had to grab a strap and I don't leave the crib without one
Kilo on my neck, had to fuck your bitch, and this the outcome
Ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one
Welcome to Clout Club (for real)
You be looking for a nigga, I can tell you ain't found one
Know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon
I can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh

See baby, I been killing shit for real
I do what it takes, I know I gon make a mil
Swim lil bitch, swim lil bitch, swim
These diamonds aquafina, water falling off the scale
Swim lil bitch, swim lil bitch, swim
You my aqua-woman, baby, hold your breathe for real
I'm tryna see you move, and you purping what they hail
Bitches whole world lying, I think it make me lose my hair
Put my thumb in her butt and the bitch ain't even care
I know these bitches super good, bitches super rare
Fuck these bitches rare like I swear it wasn't fair
Versace on my condom, and I'm done fucking bitches rare

Welcome to Clout Club
Had to grab a strap and I don't leave the crib without one
Kilo on my neck, had to fuck your bitch, and this the outcome
Ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one
Welcome to Clout Club (for real)
You be looking for a nigga, I can tell you ain't found one
Know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon
I can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh

Welcome to Clout Club
Had to grab a strap and I don't leave the crib without one
Kilo on my neck, had to fuck your bitch, and this the outcome
Ask my sugar mama for the kit and she done found one
Welcome to Clout Club (for real)
You be looking for a nigga, I can tell you ain't found one
Know your trap chirp, but my cell sound like a falcon
I can be yo papi, got the check inside the pouch, huh