356 Baby Rico - Anything For Clout Lyrics

They do anything for Clout
They do anything for Clout
They do anything for Clout
They do anything for Clout
Who had your block? on lock we did
Go there and come out the same way I'm leaving
Tote the ARP but I really don't need it
You wanna survive? don't come party with demons
I bring 'em together like it was a meeting
I'll be damned if three felt defeated
I'm beefing with goofies, I really done seen it
He want war with us, then send him to Venus
Stand over him, make sure he not breathing
I want that boy gone, erased, deleted
How you a killer and don't know the meaning?
No clips, no nothing, just snipers, you Cletus
Cuz put bread on top of my head, some little ass money
I can't even give props
I was the reason you never got robbed
So in a way I guess you could say I'm pops
Your pipes be cold, all on my hot
How is you here tryna call me your Opp
Three been the reason this city be lit
You never was with three, you just been on the block
Tough talk get you bullied so quick
If I was you, stay out the way or get knocked off
Slizzo let 30's, get to his head
Everybody could say that he got lost
Keelai that bitch, he ran from cuz, and cuz a bitch, that sums up the rest
K.RO got bullied out of the system, I don't get it, how he tryna talk shit?
I be gettin' this money, and to be real, I'm a whole walkin' lick
I catch them boys outside after dark, I ain't gon' lie, they whole so gon' be snatched
I'm an Eastside baby, the trenches done made me
Opps living a fast life cuz they won't make it 80
Matter of fact, we could line 'em right now
With Slizzo sister, we could make this bitch rainy
Badger's sister been a bop too
She hit my line right after he died, that's crazy
Keelai won't be hittin' Powwos
He gettin' ran down, that's how I been feelin' lately
I ain't showin' not a gun, bitch, f*ck it, not even a gun clip
Like I always say, it's no point in beefin, why? You always run bitch
Ask them boys what they did to Badger, when? When that boy died and shit
Badger, I guess he get fly and shit, Reed made his ass get high and shit
CJ, just stick to the games, I remember
You was a hoe for real
Nothin' changed, y'all just on dope for real
Them rails hittin' your throat for real
They know what's up, yes, they know the deal
I'm everywhere hustlin' for the mill
Slizzo, let's stop all the jokes for real
I probably got your main hoe in here
But you'd never know, cuz she don't kiss and tell
I'm laughin' out loud, cuz you love her still
You was pushin' what's-her-name
She was lovin' me her name still don't ring a bell
I got that Za and clientele
Servin' your mom I brought fire in here
You's not my Opp, just look and stare
Cuz I'm bossed up and you're hella broke still