Lil' Jay [T] Sorry 4 The Clout

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[Intro: DJ Shon, Lil Jay]
Let’s get it
Clout Lord!
So Double Owe they been waiting on this shit?
No cases
Unexpected Fame 2 on you motherfuckers
Y’all bitches think y’all slick?
Let’s get it
We sipping real act over here, nigga
We getting real money, my nigga
You ready Double Owe? We gone

[Verse 1: Lil Jay]
What the fuck wrong with these niggas?
All of these niggas my sons
I used to sell weed to you niggas
I used to give you niggas guns
You niggas not on a crumb
All of you niggas is bums
My niggas we ain’t for none
Strapped up with thirties and drums
If we see a opp, make they body drop, if not I bet they ass run
You niggas you say that y’all killers
Go and do a hit or something
Saint Lawrence where I’m from
63rd, right by the store
My life is a movie, strapped up with this toolie, we change a channel, no remote
King Lil Jay for president, but there is no need to vote
Cause I’m so clouted up, compete with me there is no hope

[Outro: DJ Shon, Lil Jay]
Niggas know what it is, man, fuck boys!
WTO
STL, EBT
We is the fucking opps, nigga!
Saint Lawrence, 063
Unexpected Fame 2, my nigga!
L’s, L’s!
Clout Lord on the way, y’all fuck niggas is paying attention?
Aye, I’m gone
All of you niggas is bums, but none of y’all ass own a gun!