[Intro: DJ Cortex & King Lil Jay #00]
Let's get it
Clout Lord
No cases
Bitches think y'all slick?
Lets get it lets get it (Cloutlord)

[Verse 1: King Lil Jay #00]
What the fuck wrong with these n***as?
All of these n***as my sons
I used to sell weed to you n***as
I used to give you n***as guns
You n***as not on the crumb
All of you n***as is bums
My n***as we ain't for nothing
We strapped up with 30s and drums
If we see an op
Make they body drop
If not
I bet they just run
You n***as, y'all say that y'all killers
Well 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 uzi
We change the 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 Cortex & King Lil Jay #00]
N***as know what it is man
Fuck boys
(WTO)
STL, EBT
(We is the fucking ops n***a)
Saint Lawrence, 063
(Unexpected Fame 2 my n***a)
L's L's
(Clout Lord on the way)
What the fuck wrong with these n***as
(Hope y'all n***as paying attention)
You n***as not on the crumb
(Aye, I'm gone)
All of you n***as is bums
But none of y'all eyes on the gun