Get ready to turn the club up with “Clap,” a straight-up banger from A FUTURISTIC SUMMA featuring the wild energy of Waka Flocka Flame. Known for his rowdy anthems like “No Hands” and “Hard in da Paint,” Waka brings that signature Brick Squad intensity to this track, paired with Metro’s booming 808s and trap flair. Fans on X are already calling it a classic, with posts hyping Waka’s verse as pure fire and the Hoodrich Keem DJ tag adding that nostalgic ATL touch. Read the Clap lyrics by Metro Boomin below, and experience his passion for music.
| Lead Vocals | Metro Boomin & Waka Flocka Flame |
| Songwriter | Metro Boomin, Waka Flocka Flame, Bobby Kritical, Chris Townsend & DJ Spinz |
| Music Producer | Metro Boomin, Bobby Kritical, Chris Townsend & DJ Spinz |
| Label | Mercury Records & Republic Records |
| Release Date | August 1, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Boominati Worldwide, Mercury Records, Republic Records & Universal Music Group |
Lyrics of Clap by Metro Boomin
[Chorus]
Shawty Know It’s Fat (Flocka), Let Me See That Ass Clap (Clap)
She Drop Down And Touch Her Toes, Like, “Where The Cash At?” (You Know It’s)
Waka Flocka Flame, I’m On Go, I’m On That
Olympian, She Throw It Back, I Throw This Pole At Her Like (Whoahh)
Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bend That Ass
Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Make That Ass
Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Make That Ass
Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Yeah
[Verse 1]
One Rack, Two Rack, Ay, F**k It Up (Blatt)
G6, Just Popped A Half I’m Bout To Level Up (B!tch)
Thick In Chocolate, How I Like It, Fine Shit
Diamonds On My Collar, I Got Chrome Hearts On My Garments (Turn Up)
Shawty Back It Up On A Nigga, Let Me Park It (Yuh)
45 Minutes In, I’m Just Getting Started (Ooh)
Going Deep And Slow In That Pussy, Mr. Perfect (Ooh, F**k)
A Broke Nigga Nightmare, A Bad B!tch Target (Yuhh, Ooh)
[Chorus]
Shawty Know It’s Fat (Flocka), Let Me See That Ass Clap (Clap)
She Drop Down And Touch Her Toes, Like Where The Cash At? (You Know It’s)
Waka Flocka Flame, I’m On Go, I’m On That
Olympian, She Throw It Back, I Throw This Pole At Her Like (Whoahh)
Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bend That Ass
Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Make That Ass
Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Make That Ass
Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Yeah
[Verse 2]
I’m From Southside (Ayo), We Outside (Come On)
Baby Lean Your Head Back, Open Your Mouth Wide
Heard She Lookin’ For A Gift, I Told Her I’m The Walking Prize
You Can Tell That Ass Real By The Size Of Her Thighs
Now She Twerkin’ With Her Friend, Lil’ B!tch Don’t Get Me On Your Life (Yuh)
Can You Make That Ass Clap For Me Counter Clockwise?
Man I Love When My Lil’ Shit Act A Lil’ Trapped Out
You Know Everything On Waka Flocka Flame Just Pop Out (Yeah)
