Young Thug, Migos, Lil Duke - Clientele lyrics

Thugger, Thugger ah, ah, ah
Free the Guwop, Guwop (Zaytoven)
Woah, hey chee
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)

My ho just balled my phone
And said she want Chanel
My migo came to bless me with a hundred bales
I came up out the ski
I whip that fish and scale
My chief say I'm not goin' to jail
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
Yeah, that's my clientele

We set the block, his sister hit me up
And told me Takeoff come pick up this bail


Told her to eyeball the work
We don't do no scale
A young nigga been trappin' since twelve
Jump in the 'Vette, nigga runnin' from 12
Diamonds is water, they're wet like a whale
Takin' that Backwood, I fill it with Shell
Gas, my niggas they takin' no L's
I drink on Activis not to be cool
So, nigga, I do not have nothing to sell
The difference between me and your nigga
See the drip, if they get caught up
My niggas won't tell
Born to go get it, mama raised me well
Only get one shot, gotta give 'em hell
I get excited when it's
Comin' through the mail
Some dark white, some of it be pale

First time that I seen it
Young nigga, I really had butterflies
Bought my bitch a bag 'cause she crying
Cut off my side ho, she was lying
I done hit a lick a hundred times
No money, that's a bad day
Pistol P died in Domingo's face
Free Offset, caught another case
Goddamn (Free Offset)
It seem like every time we're
Getting to the cake
Life throw a nigga 'nother maze
Sack racing to the money every day
I'm gonna do what I wanna
I'm on the block like Orlando Pace
Hundred thousand in the briefcase
Hundred thousand in my niece's safe

My ho just balled my phone
And said she want Chanel
My migo came to bless me with a hundred bales
I came up out the ski
I whip that fish and scale
My chief say I'm not goin' to jail
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
Yeah, that's my clientele

They callin' my line
These niggas droppin' dimes
I make bitches form a line
Put dick in they spine
Rollie overloaded, can't tell the time
Ain't cuffin' these bitches, hell no
They ain't mine won't see me with nines
And I only fuck dimes
These busta ass niggas ain't
Havin' no rhymes
Break a whole brick down and
Put it in the trap used to make them caps
I switched it up to rap
Now I'm shining like a lamp
Ahead of these pussy niggas by a lap
I'm walking on this beat
Like I'm running trap
Your bitch is a freak, and her head in my lap
My diamonds so rocky like I'm with A$AP
My ho keep on calling, and she want Chanel
Fuck all the fake hugs and dap
They wasn't in the trap
And I know that these niggas gon' tell
My migo callin', and he servin' me bales
Got niggas down the road servin' them L's
Poppin' mollies got me high as a shell
I'm in the Maserati, don't got no air
I'm ridin' with Thugger like
Santa ride with L i'm totin' that Uzi
Middle fingers up to 12
Never lay down and I"m givin'
These pussy niggas hell
Diamonds dancin', can't you tell?

My ho just balled my phone
And said she want Chanel
My migo came to bless me with a hundred bales
I came up out the ski
I whip that fish and scale
My chief say I'm not goin' to jail
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
Yeah, that's my clientele

Migo pull up with them birds
And I cop them bitches
And I serve them bitches
Then I blow the extras
Motherfuck the digit's
I was like greeny greeny
Like a fuckin' cricket
These niggas ballin' out, these
Niggas fallin' out
These niggas coppin' out
These niggas dancin', motherfucker
"Walk It Out"
You play with them yardsticks
You know they chalk you out
You don't need no lawyer 'cause
They might swap you out
You never heard of that, you stupid nigga
Man my heart is racing
'cause I'm chasing figures
Leave that strap alone
When you became a killer?
You ain't never shot nothin'
Clap back at this your show gettin' so slow
Like a motherfuckin' caterpillar
I'm still wearin' water like Baptist niggas
When I spray some shit down, don't catch up
Nigga my house is big, I gotta map it, nigga

Cook that rice, cook that rice
Hypnotize, 'til you hypnotize
I got white girl grit's, this ain't no rice
I can get 'em hit in
Chain gang for some price

My ho just balled my phone
And said she want Chanel
My migo came to bless me with a hundred bales
I came up out the ski
I whip that fish and scale
My chief say I'm not goin' to jail
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
My migo balled my line
He got a hundred bales
Yeah, that's my clientele