Clout8ight - 19! (Connect4!)

(You gon' fuck with this one, Will)
I just called up bro he's like "Let's go hit a stain" (boom, fah)
I just smoke an ounce
When I try to kill my pain (grah, boom)
I can't trip about no hoe
Shawty relax like gimme space (fah, fah, fah)
I got 4 Glock's with beams
We connect to his face (grah, boom)
When I was 18 I was flipping bout a cheque
N-now I'm 19 I'm still flipping all this bread
When I was in school they didn't know
That lil Clout was up next
Oh I used to be annoying?
Ha now she give me neck
Getting faded in the studio when I pour myself a TEC
This stick on my side (ha)
I only brought to protect (fah, fah, fah)
Play-play-play yo cards right
When we spin better have a good deck (fah)
Y$$ gon' run you up on you smoke like cigarettes
I just called up bro he's like "Let's go hit a stain" (boom, fah)
I just smoke an ounce
When I try to kill my pain (grah, boom)
I can't trip about no hoe
Shawty relax like gimme space (fah, fah, fah)
I got 4 Glock's with beams
We connect to his face (grah, boom)
I just called up bro he's like "Let's go hit a stain" (boom, fah)
I just smoke an ounce
When I try to kill my pain (grah, boom)
I can't trip about no hoe
Shawty relax like gimme space (fah, fah, fah)
I got 4 Glock's with beams
We connect to his face (grah, boom)

Written by:
Armando Santi

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