[Intro: James Fauntleroy]
What of the dollar you murdered for?
Is that the one fighting for your soul?
Or your brother's, the one that you're running from?
But if you got money, f** it cause I want some
(ViZion speaking)
Yo, ViZion
East coast, West Coast, North Coast, South Coast
Overdose
Hook (Teff):
Ain't nobody messing with my clique
Clique clique clique clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my mo'f**ing clique
Clique clique clique clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad b**hes, man they want the
They want the, rude, Teff
Verse 1 (Teff):
My crew, and my dogs
Ee run the sh**, check your b**hes iPod
And my God, the one you wife off
Got her under my arm, Right Guard
Uh, let the Remy flow, and let the merry go
Round, sh**, quit horsing around like a merry go
In the water sipping wine, that's a miracle
Only rapper I hear is Teff on the radio
I'm talking 'bout Barbados
As far as my plays go
Seratos, Tornado
My sh** sounds like Plato, your sh** sound like Playdough
This good girl, want a bad boy, she smoke till my J low
Reefer aura, eyes low like Shikamaru
Exotic, Rita Ora, either or, I'm sleeping on her
Right after I beat it up, so bad I need a lawyer
f** that, cause ain't nobody f**ing with my clique
Hook (Teff):
Ain't nobody f**ing with my clique
Clique clique clique clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my mo'f**ing clique
Clique clique clique clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad b**hes, man they want the
They want the, they want the
Verse 2 (ViZion):
(yea, uh)
Big up to my clique, 2 4 + add that
2, 4, like double up, I want it like A$AP
2 4 like 7 up, day and night we chase cash
Running like a marathon, and driving with no brakes pads
Bad b**h, she drop it and she shake a**
I take her home, bed rocking like a caveman
I leave my phone, number in the mail
Xoxo I'm a see her when my plane land
And we show up
They show love and we're blowing up
They know us, we don't pose up, we speak truth like Oprah
My clique close, like Cosa Nostra
Starred up, supernova
We go hard and they're soft like sofas
So we get it while were here, AR in the air
MDM in the chair, they are nowhere Nair, disappear like hair
Cause we're really onto something and they really ain't f**ing with my motherf**ing
Hook (ViZion):
Clique clique clique clique clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my motherf**ing clique
Clique clique clique clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad b**hes, they love the
They love the, they love the, they love the
Verse 3 (GQ):
Gallest I'm taking over, tell Houston we've got a problem
b**hes hungry for power, we tease 'em, and then we starve 'em
n***as beg me for verses, I k** this sh** with no pardon
Making it big, doing shows from Kensington to the Garden
Lame a** n***as they calling, cause they wanna party some more
My clique well known, don't need our names at the door
sh** I'm taking over the game, you laying over there playing
Comparing our sh**, like what n***a? 'In my mind' is f**ing insane
'My Time' still knocking since February, your new sh** not even playing
I'm repping in booty and running a train
She give me dome, now I feel like a king
She give me blow, I'm not talking 'bout 'cane
Not taking 'bout grades but I'm talking 'bout brain
I'm talking 'bout clique, I'm talking 'bout sh**
How she do it, calling my name
Hook (GQ):
f**ing with my clique clique clique clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my motherf**ing clique
Clique clique clique clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad b**hes, man they want the
They want the, they want the, yea they want the yea