MRE YungMigo - No clout

fuck you thought, pull up to your house With them choppas, yeah, we gon' let em' off
Clear it out, show you what that's bout Real talk, we don't need no clout
The fuck you thought, pull up to your house With them choppas, yeah, we gon' let em' off
Clear it out, show you what that's bout Real talk, we don't need no clout

Roxanne, yeah, she know who I am Yeah, yeah, goddamn, damn, make her pop a Xan
When I bust it, it sound like a rock band When I bust it, I just hope it don't jam
Fuck the cops, tell em' catch me if they can Fuck the opps, cause them niggas just fans
Send em' to the home of the land Them niggas talk cause they don't understand me

I just want the bands, tell em' rubber band me On that lean, I be walkin' like a zombie
Trappin' hard, I think I deserve a Grammy Trappin' hard, I would even serve your granny
The fuck you thought, pull up to your house With them choppas, yeah, we gon' let em' out
Clear it out, show you what that's bout Real talk, we don't need no clout

The fuck you thought, pull up to your house With them choppas, yeah, we gon' let em' out
Clear it out, show you what that's bout Real talk, we don't need no clout

Written by:
Juan Zepeda

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