Fifresh - My Clique lyrics

[Verse 1] Ladies, fellas, L-Tido is trending I started with nothing Look how far I done came I'm grinding, this paper No I can't be your man Maybe just one night, please don't complicate things I made it while these other n***as probably thought I couldn't Keep the grind up ? driving cars they thought I wouldn't I'm the freshest living, yes I'm winning, verses leanin' My outfit is turning heads like an exorcism Man ther's nothing you can tell me though 'Cause you still rocking sh** I stopped wearing a year ago We the freshest in the city here Man the future brighter than the clothes hippies wear [Hook] Because my clique I swear we fresher than you (x2) Got a hunnid fellas hatin' on the low Got a hunnid mamis tryna get my number though Got a hunnid fellas hatin' on the low Got a hunnid mamis tryna get my number though Because my clique I swear we fresher than you (x2) [Verse 2] My name is FiFresh, you know they messing with the squad Ain't gotta worry over broads 'Cause it's money over who*es Now pictures getting took, champagne bottles getting shook And since I'm only on the verse Girl you know I'm off the hook Ignore them n***as that hatin' faking, man we don't need those I mean we swagging on daily Baby you know how my clique rolls I'm in the [?] to make it, ape sh** that's how we kick flows Acting like you know when you now you ain't know But it's cool And you know a n***a got it first Price tags on my sneakers Jiggy n***a with them [?] I finess got them rands Couple girls up in the sec Looking for your superman Come put that a** up on my chest [Hook] [Verse 3] You know we pull up in them high keys Man these haters, they can't stop me Little L-Tido and Chucky Man we knock 'em out like Rocky These n***as say they got swag but they want tips I tell them that we drop soon, they know we got this My name is getting bigger while my world is getting smaller Girl is hella foreign, she looks something like Rihanna Her number's on my dresser Three weeks later I haven't called her I been busy plotting on the one I'm tryna conquer It's my last night in Jozi Let's get more Russian on me Dress up, post up and own it Copping, maxed out on clothing Tryna live in the moment f** that, ain't it ironic I got me a chain now I'm off the chain, bawsy When you look through Versace shades life is different When covered in [?] fabric, swag's intrinsic Stepping on my jello soles and tucking spirit Drinkin that 80% n***a this thing is sh** [Hook]