Had to let em kno they ain't f**in wit my
Clique. clique. clique .clique .clique
And ain't nobody better than my moth f**n
Clique clique clique clique clique
Heard around the world that sound like
Click click click click click
And that could go on
But now imma go in
Went by flynn
Runnin the wick
And they ain't ready for this
From brunswick to bg
Never ever pg
Rollin up that green leaf
These dudes wanna be me
Dimes wanna sleep wit me
Fans wanna cheif wit me
Fans wave and beep at me
Wacks want beef with me
Thats cool
Ya thats cool
Had my first show
B4 u were in high school
U go there..
But thats my school
I started that rap trend
That swept the highschool
And i been doin my thing
Even b4 it was on the wall
Every period every day
Its read by yall
Just think about that
Just think about the fact
Im gettin daps at the game
Cuz im ballin at rap
And im sick of these kids
Who drop a few tracks
And start claimin they the best
Disrespecting the vets
If u think those the facts
U should rap those tracks
For real on stage
In front of me and mac
Or bizzay and zach
Thats the clique
That i rap wit
The clique that i trap wit
Is off the atlas
Off of the map wit it
And u can bet that
The clique that i kick it wit
Is full of them bad b**hes
Love me some tatted b**hes
Excuse me, i admitted
My addiction is gettin money
Burnin piff and dem bad b**hes
Snap chattin them bad b**hes
Textin them bad b**hes
Dorm room or bed room
Im s**in these bad b**hes
Love me some bad chicks
Thats my f**in problem
But these rap b**hes
Are the real f**in problem
These lil a** kids
Need to grow the f** up
Show respect to their elders
And shut the f** up
And get it thru their head
That we dont give a f**
Bout their everyday b**hin
Bout how their life s**s
Need to get off their a**
And do somethin wit their lives
Cuz makin it as a rapper
Is simply a lie
So stop wastin time
Tryin to rhyme
Should stick to mixin
Cuz this rap game is mine
And love it how u hide
In your songs when u diss me
U got a verse on forever
Cuz i was busy gettin busy
U ruined that sh**'
It woulda been a hit
If the song just skipped
What the second dude spit
And thats real sh**
If wanna hear more
U ain't f**in wit my clique
Cuz u still haven't touched the storm
Ill squill still got
Better bars than yall
And your best clique song
Came from ray shon
Then he left u
Whats your next move
Probaly try to rap wit the
80's dude
And thats the truth
And so am i
And the ones i grew up wit
Are by myside
We ride or die
We stayin high
Just waitin for our moment
Just gettin by
Reconized
Everywhere but the bar
Cuz im underage
Ya robs diss was false
I just wanna know how u think'
Ur better than all
When no one my age
Even knows who you are
But enough bout dem
More about me
Love purple weed
My favorite color green
Been on mtv
On radio daily
A national champ
And a boss like bailey
Got a hot friend named haley
And had another named bradee
But got drunk and f**ed it up
And now i think they fn hate me
But it dont really phase me
Cuz girls thinkin bout me daily
And when it comes to my babys
I got bunch like the bradys
Goin bg..
Offenhauer east
Chillin wit my team
At 318
Dont f** wit east reed
But what up jeremy
Allante sav
Wit my dude no E
And i guess corey b
For reppin the same team
And my dude ac
For gettin that green
And my dude zak k
For followin his dream
Ou whaddup to my girl kelley
And i can't forget dri
My dude jake mauch
And my dude jake g
And fine a** courtnee
Bein s**y in cali
And my dude ag
My cousin young seef
My boy bbarrett
And of course LOP
And imma finish this cd
Rappin bout me
And i might freestyle
But my style isnt free
And if u rap about me
Its rip
To your career and your hope
Will be crushed by me
And when i d i e
They will bury me g
To the r to the e
To the a and to the t
Cuz im great
And if u hate
U either deaf
Or u fake
And u ain't f**in wit my clique
Clique clique clique clique clique
Cuz u dont do like