This is a song about "Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap it"

Might clap ya kin folk, its simpo, ya family don't matter/

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

I don't wanna ever come down off this cloud of lovin' you

Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do

So fuck the nonsense audience just clap it

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

We never tattle, let god handle that

Now those cunts in prison gave me the fucking clap

That's shock value, homie, i want fans all hyped up to clap,

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,