What's yo socials, lookin like
Got reposted by a page on IG I'm like hallelujah
That just put my page up like a K dog look at what we doin
DM rappers that be in my genre they don't ever view it
Gotta prove yourself by gettin numbers or they never choosin
Niggas carin more about the clout then carin bout the music
I don't give a damn about yo follows just like whatchu doin
Numbers matter so much more than people we just want influence
If you got some skill at what you do then you can start a movement
I drop the ball everyday, tryna ball in ma state
Niggas Baldin no fade, sendin bots to my page
This is awkward fa me, i evolve into me
I don't know to fake, eff em all if they hate ok i
Wish that Dilla could my producer we from the same city
My sound ain't the sound my people used ta where that nitty gritty
I make hits that's bound to live forever gone and count ya pennies
You can keep on rapping at the strip club takin pics wit henny
Most the niggas that i know that do that haven't made it really
They just got the pics and clever captions make you think they litty
I can't knock they hustle if it's workin tryna get a milli
Niggas move to LA and Atlanta swear they gettin dealies
What's yo, socials, lookin, like
Do you have the clout and likes
What's yo, socials, lookin, like
Do you have the clout and likes
Soon as my numbers went up they was into me
Hittin my DMs like they was a friend to me
Talkin bout features and giving me energ
But they don't hit back if you are not glistening
My music sounded the same it's the centerpiece
You be the difference you switchin that synergy
You coulda told they you wasn't feelin me
Alla sudden you tryna tap into me nah
I don't like that feedback I'm gone change the channel
You should give that weed back whatchu smokin famo
Love expensive fashion me i wear a flannel
I can't see no leaches like you wearin camo oh
Vacay at the beaches me my wife and bean head
I don't care what he said, i won't give em amo
Once I'm gettin these checks only takin three steps
We back to the thesis at me at my handles
JayPitts - Clout Games Lyrics
JayPitts - Clout Games Lyrics
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What's yo socials, lookin like
Got reposted by a page on IG I'm like hallelujah
That just put my page up like a K dog look at what we doin
DM rappers that be in my genre they don't ever view it
Gotta prove yourself by gettin numbers or they never choosin
Niggas carin more about the clout then carin bout the music
I don't give a damn about yo follows just like whatchu doin
Numbers matter so much more than people we just want influence
If you got some skill at what you do then you can start a movement
I drop the ball everyday, tryna ball in ma state
Niggas Baldin no fade, sendin bots to my page
This is awkward fa me, i evolve into me
I don't know to fake, eff em all if they hate ok i
Wish that Dilla could my producer we from the same city
My sound ain't the sound my people used ta where that nitty gritty
I make hits that's bound to live forever gone and count ya pennies
You can keep on rapping at the strip club takin pics wit henny
Most the niggas that i know that do that haven't made it really
They just got the pics and clever captions make you think they litty
I can't knock they hustle if it's workin tryna get a milli
Niggas move to LA and Atlanta swear they gettin dealies
What's yo, socials, lookin, like
Do you have the clout and likes
What's yo, socials, lookin, like
Do you have the clout and likes
Soon as my numbers went up they was into me
Hittin my DMs like they was a friend to me
Talkin bout features and giving me energ
But they don't hit back if you are not glistening
My music sounded the same it's the centerpiece
You be the difference you switchin that synergy
You coulda told they you wasn't feelin me
Alla sudden you tryna tap into me nah
I don't like that feedback I'm gone change the channel
You should give that weed back whatchu smokin famo
Love expensive fashion me i wear a flannel
I can't see no leaches like you wearin camo oh
Vacay at the beaches me my wife and bean head
I don't care what he said, i won't give em amo
Once I'm gettin these checks only takin three steps
We back to the thesis at me at my handles
Got reposted by a page on IG I'm like hallelujah
That just put my page up like a K dog look at what we doin
DM rappers that be in my genre they don't ever view it
Gotta prove yourself by gettin numbers or they never choosin
Niggas carin more about the clout then carin bout the music
I don't give a damn about yo follows just like whatchu doin
Numbers matter so much more than people we just want influence
If you got some skill at what you do then you can start a movement
I drop the ball everyday, tryna ball in ma state
Niggas Baldin no fade, sendin bots to my page
This is awkward fa me, i evolve into me
I don't know to fake, eff em all if they hate ok i
Wish that Dilla could my producer we from the same city
My sound ain't the sound my people used ta where that nitty gritty
I make hits that's bound to live forever gone and count ya pennies
You can keep on rapping at the strip club takin pics wit henny
Most the niggas that i know that do that haven't made it really
They just got the pics and clever captions make you think they litty
I can't knock they hustle if it's workin tryna get a milli
Niggas move to LA and Atlanta swear they gettin dealies
What's yo, socials, lookin, like
Do you have the clout and likes
What's yo, socials, lookin, like
Do you have the clout and likes
Soon as my numbers went up they was into me
Hittin my DMs like they was a friend to me
Talkin bout features and giving me energ
But they don't hit back if you are not glistening
My music sounded the same it's the centerpiece
You be the difference you switchin that synergy
You coulda told they you wasn't feelin me
Alla sudden you tryna tap into me nah
I don't like that feedback I'm gone change the channel
You should give that weed back whatchu smokin famo
Love expensive fashion me i wear a flannel
I can't see no leaches like you wearin camo oh
Vacay at the beaches me my wife and bean head
I don't care what he said, i won't give em amo
Once I'm gettin these checks only takin three steps
We back to the thesis at me at my handles
Writer: Justin Pitts
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid