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stunna girl - clout lyrics

(intro) : haan ion know what b-tches talking
( f-ck what these b-tches talking bout )
f-ck what b-tches talking

(hook:) b-tch i’m the real sacc chaser
i’m the mob wife turned to a gangster b-tch
f-ck what b-tches talking bout
b-tch you see who run this sh-t i got the clout
b-tch you see who run this sh-t
b-tch you see who run this sh-t
b-tch, f-ck what b-tches talking bout
b-tch you see who running sh-t i got the clout

(verse one: stunna)
new drip alert, but this drip gon cost u
ain’t no comin back n-gg- once i am off u
pretty girl but im as gutta as it gets
it’s the famous thousands of likes on my pics
hot b-tch straight up out of mactown
super flexer better check my background b-tch
i’m the showstopper of the party
real -ss, real hair, real life barbie b-tch
i’m the showstopper of the party
f-ck him then i get some money like cardi
you n-gg-s got the nerve oooweee
i got that high cl-ss coochie call it gucci

(hook)
ion know what b-tches talking bout
f-ck what b-tches talking
b-tch i’m the real sacc chaser
i’m the mob wife turned to a gangster b-tch
f-ck what b-tches talking bout
b-tch you see who running sh-t i got the clout
b-tch you see who running sh-t
b-tch you see who running sh-t
b-tch, f-ck what b-tches talking bout
b-tch you see who running sh-t i got the clout

(verse two: blaatina)
show them b-tches, me and stunna do em dirty
brought the choppa out now they running in a hurry
out making chicken, got the sauce, it ain’t no curry
momma just got out, gave her racks it ain’t worries
f-ck these hoes, b-tch i do not want your n-gg-
intimidate me b-tch you funny, know my bigger
ima pull yo card, try me, might just pull this trigger
pull up to the functions and i pull up wit my k!llers
b-tches, they not wit it, hoe i do not want to talk
what’s bracking lil b-tch, we will slide right on yo block
this sh-t for my birthday, went and got me a new glock
i just copped a rollie and, i can’t even read the clock

(stunna)
n-gg- all you do is eat my p-ssy and get on my nerves
you b-tches, is weirdos, i’m convinced y’all some nerds

(blaatina)
you b-tches is hoes, i’m convinced y’all sucking d-ck
i been stacking money, chasing paper, i’m tryna get rich

(stunna)
b-tch, my designer sowed me up a 2 piece
just did the 2 piece on uber eats

(blaatina)
and i ain’t getting him no uber unless he tryna eat
these b-tches capping, they ain’t even from no f-cking streets

(stunna)
i’m a black pocahontas, mixed with a street b-tch
i p-ssed everybody that said i wouldn’t be sh-t

(blaatina)
been pushing that weight and i ain’t talking bout no fitness
shooters at yo door and b-tch it ain’t jehovahs witness

(stunna)
f-ck them followers you got, b-tch can you ride a d-ck?
bring that b-tch around my brothers, bet you she gon be on d-ck

(blaatina)
talking on the internet, b-tch that sh-t will get you shot
my k!llers don’t have ig’s b-tch, they posted on the block

(stunna)
b-tch, i’m still up in the streets, i ain’t made it out
counting so much f-cking money that i’m f-cking losing count
b-tch i’m f-cking losing, counting so much f-cking money, i’m f-cking losing count

(intro)
b-tch you see who running sh-t
b-tch you see who running sh-t
b-tch you see who running sh-t
b-tch you see who running sh-t
b-tch i got the f-cking clout
counting so much f-cking money, b-tch i’m f-cking losing count

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