WHY RAIN SMELL LIKE METAL?? (Cloutastrophe Pt. 1)

[Verse 1: CAMOGOD]
My name is ChopGod—, Mitch, yuh, fuck a nigga and his bitch (Mitch, bitch)
Leave his body in a ditch, fuck a Lilo, get Stitch (Damn, okay)
Fuck a Stitch, get Mitch, that's my one true wish (Hoe, wish)
And you know I'm the shit, oddwin in this bitch (Shit, bitch)
And you know I had to do it, chop and choppa chop and screwin' (Do it, damn!)
And you know I'm whippin' Lewi, I been ridin' through my city (Lewi, city)
Me and Lewi really did it, I been ridin' through my city (Damn, city)
And you know I had to do it, had to get it, so I got it (Damn, okay)
Louv and Mystic in Japan, Louv and Mystic in the pan (What? What?)
Louv and Mystic getting scammed, Louv and Mystic getting scammed (Okay, damn)
Louv and Mystic really did it, they be riding in Japan (Okay, okay)
CAMOGOD is the greatest, in all of the land (Aye!)

[Verse 2: SLeh]
I'm with the [?], give me that, gotcho bitch in the room, she givin' neck
With the friends, they all 'bout to throw it back, I'm ahead of the game, [?] check
Finna run through thе mall, blow through her check, knowin' me, I'mma makе that shit right back
If I [?], I'm broke as shit, you should know all I do is flex!
Florida [?] Venus, aye, I got you a [?], I mean it, aye
I'm surrounded by foreign girls, none of them speak English, aye
Pull up, on young SLeh? Get done up
With the gang, we cook up, run? A nigga fucked up, gang!

[Post-Verse 2: SLeh]
Yuh, oddwin, you ugly as shit, boy
Heheheh, aye, this shit hot though, let's get it!

[Pre-Verse 3: JaqKel]
Fuck you, I gotta fix my fuckin' mic', we in this bitch
Uh, yeah, aye, look (Yeah, aye)

[Tag: JaqKel]
*Persona 4 Menu Option Select*

[Verse 3: JaqKel]
"JaqKel, stop talkin' to my bitch, please" (I can't [?])
"When she comes home, that girl always diss me" (Get it, get it, yeah-yeah)
"With your pretty ass, you stay fuckin' up my mood, bruh"
"If I see you on the streets, I'mma fuckin' kill you, huh?", god damn
Man, this wasn't part of God's plan (God's plan, God's plan)
Yeah, my niggas in the cut, they [?], they wilin' (Wilin', wilin')
She be on the coke, [?] snortin', she be divin' (Divin', divin')
You can tell this shit by her nose like she Barbra Streisand (Streisand, Streisand)
I'm a Kaiser Dragon, punchin' faggots while in traffic, huh? (Hey, yeah)
I will skin the fucker, burn his body, smoke the ashes, huh? (Hey, yeah, hey, yeah)
'Cause I am demented, I got problems with possessions (Hey, yeah, hey, yeah)
Anyone can fuckin' get it, from ya mama to ya cousin, huh? Hey (Hey, yeah, hey, yeah)
Holy fuck, what the fuck? Kelly, fuck, yeah, I heard you keep it tuck (Yuh)
Stab a nigga 'til my blade is stuck, huh? (Hey)
You ain't really whatchu 'bout, huh? You ain't 'bout shit, uh
I can smell you, nigga, and I smell that you a bitch, please (Bitch, please)

[Verse 4: jvst x]
Just woke up and I'm fuckin' tired, drink a Red Bull and I'm fuckin' wired
​oddwin hit my line at midnight, when a nigga playin' some Fortnite
Know I'm up here with no sleep, fucking yelling on the beat
Eyes closed, can't see, fuck the cypher, let me eat
​igloopackinheat, they be cold with the beast, but the [?] fleece
Right wrist frosty, left wrist on right fleek, uh
You know what? I can't, I-I-I, I don't think I can think of anything else
But, you know? I-I-I—, I'll, I'll just say some random shit like
Hol' up, wait a minute, it's about to go down
​oddwin asked me for a verse 'cause he wanna get some clout
Fuck ya verse, let me eat, let me sleep, 'kay? 'Cause I think—, I can't think straight
Nigga, like, *Grunting*

[Verse 5: bzargoodboy & [?]]
One-K, today, old money, new place (What? What?)
Hair blond, new gaze, my girl, two ways (Huh? Oh?)
Aye, aye, skrrt off in a 'Vette (Aye, skrrt! Skrrt!)
Yuh, bzar got these little bitches wet (Wet! Shiga—)
Fuck the 'Vette, I pull off in a jet, aye (Zoom!)
She was [?] as fuck, I was like "Bet" (Okay)
Ooh, aye, I'm on top (On top)
I got clout, bitches want my cock (My cock!)
Aye, so I gave her my cock (My cock!)
She like a hypebeast 'cause she wait for my drop (Supreme!)
Yuh, and I'm sippin' on Wock' (On Wock', huh?)
With the water, man, you niggas need to stop, aye
Pop, drinkin' pop, drinkin' pop (Aye, aye)
Drink the water, yuh, feel a lot, better
Ooh, better, wore a sweater (Wore a sweater)
To my graduation ceremony, huh? Aye, bitch
I'm not kiddin' (Aye, no-no)
It was hot as shit, but I'm not a bitch (Woah, but I'm not a bitch)
Aye, pull up wit' the gold on me, Gregg Popovich (Damn!)
Yuh, shout-out ChopGodLewi, he be choppin' shit (Chop!)
I think that I'm Kezura 'cause I might just go chop a brick (Chop!)
Yuh, and I'm off the clock, but I'm still watchin' shit
Woah, bzar

[Verse 6: CAIROXVI. & [?]]
Yabadabadoo, this ain't no Flintstones (Aye)
​oddwin on the beat, fire, gonna need a snowcone (Woah)
Ice cold on the flow though, freeze a nigga like Frozone (*Sniffling*)
Yeah, I can't go solo, no, I can't go solo (Alright)
Shiga be the clan, [?] the hands (Shiga—, woah)
Pocky in my hand, yeah, you know I'm a weeb (Aye)
Anime girls are queens, Futaba is bae
Yeah, we sippin' ramune, this ain't no game (Woah)
Makin' beats all day, shout-out [?], me no speak français (Yuh)
We boys anyway (Aye)
New tings on the way, yuh, new tings on the way, oh
Yeah, you know we don't play, yuh, and you know we finna slay, aye
Shiga is the freakin' best, yeah, you know we never rest (Woah)
Chicken sauce is on my chest, yeah, I flex off when I flex
I don't really know the rest, so I'm gonna stop
All my [?] just [?], [?] (Aye)

[Verse 7: DJ DAX]
She's acute, no triangle, she don't wanna hold my hand though (No triangle, my hand though)
I said, "[?], but I have my candles", then she laughed and told me, "Damn, bro'" ("Damn, bro'", brrrrrah! Fuckin' A!)
We can do statistics, on Louv and Mystic, and where we at? [?], Japan (On Louv and Mystic, [?], Japan, aye!)
You're too dismissive, y'all do the dishes, and do you know who this is? The man (Uh-huh, the man, DJ DAX!)
The dude for business, I could use your [?] (Yeah, woah, uh, yeah, woah)
Like a Jew on Christmas, if you refuse to get with the vision (Yeah, woah, uh)
[?] Ric Flair, feelin' like [?] in my big chair (Woo! Pew! Feelin' like [?])
Your shorty is built like a thick bear, she rubbin' my meat, my fit rare (Built like a thick, rubbin' my meat, woo!)
Huh? Yeah-Yeah, yeah, I really had to do it (Woo! Yeah, I really had to do it, uh-huh)
Me and CAMO in the cut, uh, and we really had to it (Me and CAMO in the cut, and we really had to it)
Your Women Crush Wednesday still [?] flex on the 'Gram (Get those [?])
Excuse me, I was trying to locate my two friends (Oh, oh, okay)
[?] and Mystic in Japan, now Ultra Instinct in Japan (Alright, okay)
Can I get a witness? Yeah, I really had to [?] (Uh, yeah, I really had to [?])

[Verse 8: Dedboii Kez]
Aye, catch me rollin' wit' my set, seen li'l mama, get her wet
All my niggas gettin' fed, when she slidin' through
I got haters on my phone, with they girl up in my zone
But I leave 'em wit' the [?], 'cause she like the mood
[?], that's ya boy, saw her body, can't ignore it
She so bad, she a [?], and she kinda cute
She just took out all my plans, take the squad wit' no demands
She so dirty for the band, she just like the crew
Shout-out PE$O, shout-out the homie, JaqKel
We enter Hell, and we make the Devil our pal, we ain't gon' sell
None of our souls, you try to get it, I go, I take yo' bitch and she moan
She at the crib and lay low, hit it some mo', she take the dick and K-O
I'mma just finna show 'em what I got, got a Rollie on my watch
I'mma get that bitch soon if you wanna know
I been patient in my time, I been studyin' my rhymes
And I'm comin' for the top, had to stop at the road

[Post-Verse 8: Dedboii Kez]
Woah-oah-woah, aye, aye
Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah-eah-yeah-yay
Woah, aye
​oddwin

[Verse 9: redster! & PE$O PETE]
Okay, like diamonds on my wrist, you know a li'l nigga flashin'
I just went to swoop yo' bitch, now she got a new passion, uh
Goin' in full throttle, huh? Her hand on my nozzle, huh?
When I'm done wit' her, that bitch be Pablo with the wobble, huh?
I got a Slurpee up on my wrist, nigga
Uganda, my goons come through in cliques, nigga
Got paper, I'm givin' you all these clips, nigga
Bank account hoardin', I got like six figures
I'm hittin', you niggas will always miss school
Got pistols and [?] never miss you
Diamonds, rubies, I might [?] some crystals
I'm fly with the water just like a Wingull
Damn, uh, thot-slaying Spirit Bomb (Uh, fuck)
Yeah, thot-slaying Spirit Bomb (Yo)
Give me energy, finna hitcho mom
Woah, woah, clap her cheeks like Donkey Kong (Yo)

[Verse 10: PE$O PETE]
Only got the money on my mind, let's go take a dub
Finna let it go, bullets fly, like a flock of doves
Bodies in the rug, sippin' mud, and Pineapple Crush
Bitches show me love, all the time, I won't hit 'em up
Super Smash Melee, Kid Trunks, I am one of one (Yeah)
Android 21, all these rappers be my sons
Forty-four nights, forty-four days (Aye, days)
Leave you in the grave, forty-four ways (Bah! Ha)
​oddy hit my line, forty-four seconds (Brr!)
All I needed, leave her body bleedin', rappers really fiendin'
For my swag', for my sauce, for my drip (Aye!)
Swag' been on ice, but the boy ain't ever slip, huh? (Woo!)
I drop my location and yo' girl might take a trip, huh?
Movin' through my city, lookin' pretty witcho bitch, uh, okay (Yo! Aye!)
Switch flow, get [?], light moves so fast! (So fast!)
Hitchu wit' a Ki Blast! Goodbye, bitch ass! (Ass!)
​oddy set me up, whatchu want?! Like, bitch, splash!
Whiplash, whip so fast! Skrrt! Skrrt! Dash!

[Post-Verse 10: PE$O PETE]
I got thirty-five Xans in my cup right now
I ain't even see no liquid (This shit so hard!)
Yo, ayo, sim, talk yo' shit, man (What?! Okay!)
Uh

[Verse 11: simflower & PE$O PETE]
Rollin' off a bean (Off a what?! Xan', Xan')
Marijuana, smoke Blue Dream (Gas, *Coughing*, huh?)
Popped up on the scene (Aye! [?], woo)
And I'm sippin' on some lean (Mud, aye!)
No low self-esteem (Nah)
Bitch, I am a fucking queen
Eating some ice cream (Yummy! Sauce)
I'm unique, you're mainstream (Damn!)

[Post-Verse 11: PE$O PETE & simflower]
Yo, yo (Heheheheheheh)
She fuckin' killed that shit for real, know what I'm sayin'?
Certified banger, what? Someone sign her

[Verse 12: nerfjayy. & [?]]
Suck on my dick, uh, shawty be all on my dick, uh
My niggas run up on ya bitch, pull out the metal, we might let it hit
Rollie too cold and it might never tick, I compare to a dragon with fire I spit
Make a decision, come wild? Not missin' you, aim wit' precision, might end yo' existence, uh
My wrist cold as fuck, and I throw it up
My chain gold as fuck, yo' shit old as fuck, uh
[?] it up, uh, bitch, I'm bored as fuck like—, uh
And I fuck, I fuck like—, what? [?], keep it tucked like—, what?
I be on post with the blade, uh, shawty gon' fuck for some fame, uh ([?])
Nigga gon' snitch on his lane, uh, if I get rich, [?] the same, uh
Say I got cheats for the game, uh, she give me top, give me brain, yuh
[?] for my chain, yuh, I make the crowd go insane, yuh
Niggas be fake for some clout, came in the game, nigga, better watch out
Nigga, talk shit and you know what I'm 'bout, tryna [?], bitch nigga, watch yo' mouth, bitch
You not good, you average, let's see whatchu average
Flexin' is my habit, so stop tryna act rich