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Clouted Up Lyrics by Quadeca

2018

[Intro]
YUNG DRIPP

[Hook]
Bitch, I'm clouted up, bitch, I'm clouted up, ayy
I get my numbers up, gotta add 'em up, ayy
Until I get it, I ain't never packin' up, yeah
And they all comin' for my blood like Dracula, ayy

[Verse 1]
Okay, so all my clothes is Japanese, I wear it casually
And I'm a killer on the mic, might cause a couple casualties
And all I'm needin' is a beat to make your fuckin' salary
Man, I said fuck the peanut gallery, I got a fuckin' allergy
Trappin' out my PayPal, make it Friends and Family
Now I'm so hot, I need some oven mitts, ain't safe to handle me
Now I make my checks from Spotify, they pay me handsomely
I got the mic up to my brain to help maintain my sanity, okay
So, everybody 'round me, they been wasting my time, ayy
Pull up to the functions, see they face when I rhyme, ayy
Everyone's a critic on my case all the time
Do it by myself, I don't need a way to get signed

[Hook]
Bitch, I'm clouted up, yeah, I'm clouted up, ayy
I get my numbers up, gotta add 'em up, ayy
Until I get it, I ain't never packin' up, no
And they all comin' for my blood like Dracula, ayy

[Verse 2]
Okay, I'm backin' this, not maskin' shit, now everybody wanna go package shit
I don't give a fuck, you know I'm abstinent, I'ma fuck the whole game up on accident
Wait a minute, shit, I'm too passionate, so they stand up for my anthems, no Kaepernick
'Member when they used to all laugh at this, now they hit me up like, "What the fuck's happenin'?" (Okay) (YUNG DRIPP)
Ayy, I had to sacrifice a lot of sleep
Because a lot of people want a lot from me (Ayy)
Yeah, standing in the way of who I wanna be
Now random strangers recognize me when I cross the street

[Hook]
Ayy, I'm clouted up, yeah
I get my numbers up, gotta add 'em up, ayy
Until I get it, I ain't never packin' up, no
And they all comin' for my blood like Dracula, ayy, ayy

[Bridge]
Ayy, had a cop a Ford just to focus, ayy
You know I was pourin' when I wrote this, ayy
I got too torn, I was hopeless
Now it's all black Foreigns, like the POTUS

[Outro]
Ayy, I'm clouted up, yeah
Get my numbers up, gotta add 'em up, yeah, ayy
Ayy, I'm clouted up, yeah
Get my numbers up, gotta add 'em up, yeah, ayy
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