This is a song about "Clap clap for me"

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

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

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

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

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

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

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

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