[Verse 1]
Social media stars
Bitches chasing clout
Roll them windows down
I know that you would go down
If he had the clout
Hop up in the Porsche
But i know you want that fucking Rolls Royce
Get your ass out
You ain't in the squad no more (No!)
[Hook]
Chase the clout bitch
Chase the clout
Like you got it all
All them fucking hoes
Screaming your name out loud
[Verse 2]
Teen pregnancy, you don't care
Cause your boyfriend, he's on TV
Now you're in the game
Followers mean more than your momma's chronic pain
New scandal pops up, yeah
You just want the money (Huh?)
You just want the fame
[Bridge]
Chasing clout, yeah these bitches
They be chasing clout
[Verse 3]
Call it LA vibes
Lookin at me with them cocaine eyes
Louis V on your chest
Borrowed it from your rich friends (Huh?)
Swerving in that GT-R
Shawty jealous bout that fast car
Drifting like a nascar
She gon' suck the dick, so she finna get far
Money and the fame seem fucking magical (So fucking magical)
[Outro]
Just keep chasing clout bitch
Just keep chasing clout bitch