Clientele Lyrics

Ayy, niggas ain't got clientele

Ran it up like might as well

Puffin' za, I'm high as hell

Fuck school, I'm buyin' bells

I hit my dawg like what's the word

He had to drive the mail

Even though my last ho was a bird

My new bitch fly as hell

Niggas ain't got clientele

Ran it up like might as well

Puffin' za, I'm high as hell

Fuck school, I'm buyin' bells

I hit my dawg like what's the word

He had to drive the mail

Even though my last ho was a bird

My new bitch fly as hell

Gettin' money, give a fuck how my old bitches feel

Remember nights when I ain't eat , that's why I'm chasin' meals

Ayy, I'ma rock out independent 'fire I take a deal

Lil' ratchet bitch get out her body when she take a pill

Ayy, let me see you drop somethin

One in the head, no I ain't scared, I bet I pop somethin

Contradictin', ridin' around with sweepers tryin' to mop somethin

Momma know I get it i, my neighbors mad, my block jumpin

Young nigga got real motion, these hatin' niggas can't stop nothin

I was doin' down bad, dead on my ass

Why would I stop stuntin'?

Hit a hoe from the back, rippin' her tracks

Told the bitch, stop runnin

Mr bust down the pack

I ain't gon' tax nigga, come cop somethin

Uh, ayy, yeah

Look, I was broke than a bitch down on my dick

Now I got deep pockets

I done ran it up quick

Why would I quit, nigga, I see profit

Few hoes I need options

Rubber bands, don't need wallets

Niggas ain't got clientele

Ran it up like might as well

Puffin' za, I'm high as hell

Fuck school, I'm buyin' bells

I hit my dawg like what's the word

He had to drive the mail

Even though my last ho was a bird

My new bitch fly as hell

Niggas ain't got clientele

Ran it up like might as well

Puffin' za, I'm high as hell

Fuck school, I'm buyin' bells

I hit my dawg like what's the word

He had to drive the mail

Even though my last ho was a bird

My new bitch fly as hell

Niggas ain't got clientele

Uh, look

I hit that curb and serve that gas, my new bitch call me shell

This hoe ain't fuck with me in class, I told her time would tell

And now she tryna throw that ass just cause I'm rhymin' well

I been playin' defense, don't give me a reason

Coolin' with a freak bitch, she just wanna eat it

New hoe go to NSU, she sayin' I'm a demon

Tryna pull a Bentley Coupe hope my old bitches see me

Ayy, niggas ain't got clientele

Ran it up like might as well

Puffin' za, I'm high as hell

Fuck school, I'm buyin' bells

I hit my dawg like what's the word

He had to drive the mail

Even though my last ho was a bird

My new bitch fly as hell

Niggas ain't got clientele

Ran it up like might as well

Puffin' za, I'm high as hell

Fuck school, I'm buyin' bells

I hit my dawg like what's the word

He had to drive the mail

Even though my last ho was a bird

My new bitch fly as hell