This is a song about "Clap cheeks"

She choked 'n' frowned as tears were rolling down her cheeks 'n' soaked the ground

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

No offense, don't assume people will clap

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

I didnt clap yo ass out the game cuz nigga u lame

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

With every boom boom clap in it

Fuck you little pussy ur cheeks are pink, 218 bitch.

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Clap along if you know what happiness is to you

Just sit nicely and clap.

Now you got me hopped up on that