Jack Prince - CLOUT lyrics

She' all about the clout Real imposter, lost her She slid up in my DM Then I sauced her Oops Boss up Ain't nobody like me So don't act like you like me Clout, Clout, Clout (x2) Hold up I got a chip on my shoulder See this chick I don't - know her But she all up in my DM (H-Hold, Hold, Hold up) sh*t I don't really know you no no But I know your kind You got a scheme like ponzo Venom hits fast, she' a snake like that tho *cough cough cough*, and then you lay down flat hoe I might be choking but I'm trying for real She' already inside my head and now she going for the kill I be all bout the love but a leech won't stop And I'm all about my sh*t, but this top got me stuck Now she' trippin that's fax man She took all the fake fans She ghostin' me hard now, might as well call me Pac-Man Ok ok Now we taking it all back 'Cause I never gave a fu*k Just enough to make a track She' all about the clout Real imposter, lost her She slid up in my DM Then I sauced her Oops Boss up Ain't nobody like me So don't act like you like me Clout, Clout, Clout (x2) (All about the, All about the All about the Clout All about the, All about the All about the Clout) She all about the clout like I don't get why tho Ain't about the money she' dopamine high tho She would kill a puppy if that would make her viral And she want it all without knowing Her mind spinning like a spiral Living in fame, she love the pain, she my nemesis Sip of the glass, trynna forget, let me take a piss *zip* Like that Trick got game But it's rotten like Michael Seat back lane too fast for a snapshot Perfect pic frame but she' living at her dads loft Priorities, fu*ked up indeed She creepin we flee She sting like a bee What, yea I got you figure out fu*k that Don't wanna tip that Au revoir Yea that's French b*tch UPS, fed-ex Pack it then send it She' all about the clout Real imposter, lost her She slid up in my DM Then I sauced her Oops Boss up Ain't nobody like me So don't act like you like me Clout, Clout, Clout (x2)