This is a song about "Clap clap"

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

And if you get to screamin that you gonna clap back

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

They would spit and clap ya, but speak fake ebonics,

Or let the mob handle that

I'm so lazy cause you're "great" *clap*

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Who's there to hear the screams when the gats clap, shit,

But i apologize for not walking you around

Either sit back and get slapped around, or clap the pound

With every boom boom clap in it

Get the zippo and spark the shit

I'm a winner, fish in my crib, i got a winter lake

Thinkin that you won, i will never clap or congratulate,

That dance about, chant his name and insanely clap hands.

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants