Young Thug - Gain Clout (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young Thug - Gain Clout (en) Lyrics
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All of these young niggas killin' each
other, they tryna just gain clout
How you gon' lie, just say
that I said that, the fuck
is you talkin' about?
I had the dick inside of her mouth
and I still had the chopper out
I put the bitch inside of a Range,
the way she suckin' my cock
I take a hundred racks right out of the
bank and put it on your tabletop
I got the croc Chanel bag, I'm
'bout to go fuck 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
on over all of the thots
Maybach came with the torch
and the hatchback
RayVac, spray his ass back
nigga, blat, blat
My bitches got credentials and
green eyes like a black cat
Your bitch is almost fat, better stop
playin' 'fore you get whacked
Money got me shittin' like a laxative,
no comparin', I ran up the racks
All of my bitches are boujee and bad,
my money was long as his 'lac
I told the bitch 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 bitch, don't play
the radio, Greg Street
Dead meat, know you're just
a dead breed (ha)
Red meat, eat it like a
deadbeat (deadbeat)
I pop a wheelie, I fuck on a bitch
like I'm Banshee (brrt)
Bought a Rolls Royce and then I
was smokin' on whammy (hrr)
I put the bitch on her back and
I beat it like Hercules (hah)
How the fuck you let these rat niggas
go get them some cheese? (Hah)
I had to send the car comin', I took
off and ran with the keys (ha)
I put some diamonds on her toe, yeah
they dancin', Chris Breezy
I go to Finland and I got a tall
breezy comin' from Greece
I don't believe her, I think she
Belize or she from Middle East
I take a hundred racks right
out of the bank and put
it on your table top
I got the crop Chanel bag, I'm
'bout to go fuck up the block
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