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Nines - Clout Lyrics



Nines - Clout Lyrics
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(Zino Records) hahaha
(JDM)
(It's 1st Born, baby)

Uh
Like I weren't the man way before this rap
Like they weren't buying Margielas when I bought a strap
Like I ain't f*cked pop stars, started falling back
Like they always tapped
Them bitches always cap
Like I ain't out here buying shares
They acting like I just sell pies
Bitch, I'm a pioneer
Like I ain't got the strally there
Like I ain't got bud hangin' from the ceiling
Like a chandelier
Opps acting like they weren't tryna be cool
I ain't need money
Like I weren't driving to school
Uh, like I wasn't trimming in the crop for hours
Like I ain't got more bitches than Austin Powers
Like them pussies wasn't begging me for peace
Like, "How you had all them whips and never had a lease?"
Like I ain't blow a stack in Louis
Like I ain't got bitches cooking for me
Like Ratatouille

She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
She told me that she love me, but I doubt it
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut and them I'm out
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut inside her mouth
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout, uh

Like I ain't take a big L like the Harlem rapper
Like I ain't hop out the thing and make em' start to scatter
Like how they acting rich when they're poor
Like I ain't had Porsche deliver whips to my door, uh
Like I ain't having crazy thoughts
Like I ain't sold more bottoms and tops than JD Sports
Like I can't shut it down with one call
Like I ain't bring them whips through
Turn the strip into Gumball
Like they don't freeze up when bosses is around
Like I wasn't walking out the post office with a pound, uh
Like, "How could they afford that?"
Like I wasn't chilling in Hawaii with a flower, chain and straw hat
Like I wasn't bust down way before this rap shit
Like me and Midge ain't made a mil off of making packs flip
Like I wasn't trapping from in jail
Like me and Skrapz ain't the hardest rappers in the world
It's Nines

She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
She told me that she love, but I doubt it
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut and them I'm out
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut inside her mouth
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout, uh
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(Zino Records) hahaha
(JDM)
(It's 1st Born, baby)

Uh
Like I weren't the man way before this rap
Like they weren't buying Margielas when I bought a strap
Like I ain't f*cked pop stars, started falling back
Like they always tapped
Them bitches always cap
Like I ain't out here buying shares
They acting like I just sell pies
Bitch, I'm a pioneer
Like I ain't got the strally there
Like I ain't got bud hangin' from the ceiling
Like a chandelier
Opps acting like they weren't tryna be cool
I ain't need money
Like I weren't driving to school
Uh, like I wasn't trimming in the crop for hours
Like I ain't got more bitches than Austin Powers
Like them pussies wasn't begging me for peace
Like, "How you had all them whips and never had a lease?"
Like I ain't blow a stack in Louis
Like I ain't got bitches cooking for me
Like Ratatouille

She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
She told me that she love me, but I doubt it
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut and them I'm out
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut inside her mouth
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout, uh

Like I ain't take a big L like the Harlem rapper
Like I ain't hop out the thing and make em' start to scatter
Like how they acting rich when they're poor
Like I ain't had Porsche deliver whips to my door, uh
Like I ain't having crazy thoughts
Like I ain't sold more bottoms and tops than JD Sports
Like I can't shut it down with one call
Like I ain't bring them whips through
Turn the strip into Gumball
Like they don't freeze up when bosses is around
Like I wasn't walking out the post office with a pound, uh
Like, "How could they afford that?"
Like I wasn't chilling in Hawaii with a flower, chain and straw hat
Like I wasn't bust down way before this rap shit
Like me and Midge ain't made a mil off of making packs flip
Like I wasn't trapping from in jail
Like me and Skrapz ain't the hardest rappers in the world
It's Nines

She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
She told me that she love, but I doubt it
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut and them I'm out
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut inside her mouth
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout
She just wanna f*ck me for the clout, uh
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Writer: Courtney Freckleton, Reuben James Wilford
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Performed By: Nines
Length: 2:36
Written by: Courtney Freckleton, Reuben James Wilford

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