[Intro: CHRIST DILLINGER]
Okay, I'm 'bout to show you n***as how to get clout
This how you do that
Wow, this phone doesn't stop
Okay
Oh my God, it's amazing, how does he have so much?

[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
Now follow me, and do exactly as the song says (Pay attention, watch me)
Get face tats, turn less, take your grandma's meds (Okay)
I got a gun as long as my shoulder to my arms end
'Bout to post a pic on the Internet, aimin' it at my own head
I ain't throw down but I'm chiefin' your blunt til my eyes red (Jeez, this guy sucks, but oooh)
My phone be lightin' up from these requests from my new friends
I might get some more fine tattoo gooned across my head
But I'm probably just kill myself and record it live instead (Oh my God, Christ, no!)
Just keep the camera on me, n***a, watch what I do
Give the medallas to the homeless, peep my bread in shoe (Ay, make sure you record them next time I kick)
I stare so much at my phone, that I can't see straight
I look much different on the web, every day's a blind date (Uh, you look much different than your Tinder)
I think she can stand up, but she passed out, is this still rape?
I hope Pornhub doesn't disable my sex tape
I hope you n***as get angry, get mad
I hope these n***as wanna burn me alive
Just make sure you say that shit, n***a
When you join my live (Stream's up, 300 percent)
Or just send up your comments under my brand new pic (Comments up, 300 percent)
To let all these n***as know how much you're on my dick
[Verse 2: London Yellow]
Man, I'm finna twerk for some shit, get out my house for a bit
Get in various street fights for clout ‘cause I can't afford my rent
Man, I'd do anything for clout
'Cause my life as a nobody's getting harder than finding clits
And I'm a lame choir retard, so you know that I got no bitch
And I'm sick of workin' these shifts
Did my boss yell at me again? (Hmmm)
Yo, I'ma bust this out McDonald's with my n***as
Really show them who the clown is
Flipping over tables onto little kids
Record the shit on Android, then post the vid
Hashtag oh shit, this n***a's pissed
Kick my fat fuck boss right on the pussy lips
But it's 11:44, I'm 'bout to beat my dick and nut
And fall to sleep on hardwood floor
I'm not procrastinatin', n***a, I just need to pay my bills
And it's cold outside, for real, I'm still using my free will

[Outro: London Yellow]
Man, get outta here
Y'all don't know me
I'ma- I am gonna get all the clout and-
And I-
Mmm