OG Maco - Who Got The Clout lyrics

[Intro] Ay man, it's OGG, yeah New Money Gang, yeah Mm, hold all the conversations Hold all the conversations Mm, p**y n***a [Hook] Ay, who got the clout? f**in' your hoe and she in and out Talkin' that sh** ‘bout a n***a but You ain't nothing that we talk about Who got the clout? Who got the clout? Them dollars come in and out Them hundreds come in and out f** is your clout? [Verse 1] Running these bird b**hes, feel like I'm Wiley I'm dressed in Rick Owens, I'm styling Smoking that loud on the mountain I'm probably with Pablo, I know that we count it Far from Nick Cannon but I'm with your ho and she wylin' We out here, she ‘bout it You is a lame with them smiles I'm skipping detention and countin' them Benji's I'm going monkey, go see me Banana clips sitting right by the window sill Lil b**h tryna come f** me, she feeling lucky f** the gang ‘cause she know the deal Never pump fake, shoot to k** I was in the in the field like some cleats I was working all goddamn day tryna make a n***a some' to eat b**h in the kitchen, feeling better Qualitest got a n***a feelin', off a bean Hurricane, monsoon, cyclone When the motherf**ing wrist spin When your b**h came home, no panties on You knowing where the b**h been Rolex shining like some headlights On a dark night out in Michigan Your diamonds dirty like some Flint water My diamonds dancing like Lil Meechie taught ‘em I'm making plays like a damn sale Your b**h sniff ‘em like it's good for her Cooking beef like it's good burgers Sliding on you in that old suburban Face wrapped in a dirty turban Sending shots like I'm f**ing searching [Hook] Ay, who got the clout? f**in' your hoe and she in and out Talkin' that sh** ‘bout a n***a but You ain't nothing that we talk about Who got the clout? Who got the clout? Them dollars come in and out Them hundreds come in and out f** is your clout?