Unreleased archive entry

Clout

Juice WRLD

Clout lyrics

Chorus Take a motherfucker to the cleaners On the court with a Glock no Gilbert Arenas Some hoes want fame others want money But she fuckin me just because my demeanor I remember when these bitches was sleepin Back in the day when the Swishers were sweeter I remember when these bitches was creepin Fucked on my homiеs sucked me the nеxt weekend Yeah Im off the ground nowhere to be found I remember I was selling them pounds We would rob a nigga just for a ounce Count the money to a bigger amount She cant talk with my dick in her mouth Twelve came hide the stick in the couch What these niggas about All the pictures of guns wasnt shit for the clout   Open Verse   Chorus Take a motherfucker to the cleaners On the court with a Glock no Gilbert Arenas Some hoes want fame others want money But she fuckin me just because my demeanor I remember when these bitches was sleepin Back in the day when the Swishers were sweeter I remember when these bitches was creepin Fucked on my homies sucked me the next weekend Yeah Im off the ground nowhere to be found I remember I was selling them pounds We would rob a nigga just for a ounce Count the money to a bigger amount She cant talk with my dick in her mouth Twelve came hide the stick in the couch What these niggas about All the pictures of guns wasnt shit for the clout