​wit da clique lmao lyrics

[Intro]
#GREED the f*cking clique, lmao

[Verse 1: *67]
Ay, sippin' codeine, vision blurry, and I love it
*67 hexxed me, man that n*gga, he be buggin'
Seen that n*gga, he was lackin, so we got to juggin'
I'ma stomp you out if you sippin' on that Tussin
I'ma stomp you out if you sippin' on that Tussin
He said he got glicks, that n*gga he be bluffin' (#GREED)
She said she was pregnant, I put holes into her stomach (#GREED)
You take pics with Glocks, but you know that you won't up it
Pulled up on that n*gga with that beam, then he nutted (Faggot)
I just upped a n*gga out his jewels, now I'm stuntin'
If I catch 12 on the scene, then f*ck n*gga I am runnin'
(I'll take care of the police while you try to find a way out of here)
Pulled up with that sniper rifle like a n*gga huntin' (It's no use)
If I catch that n*gga on the set, then we jumpin' (DJ Lust, n*gga)

[Verse 2: yuke]
Walked up in the stu, and you know I'm f*ckin' geeked ([?])
n*gga talkin' bout, "It's greedK" punch him in his teeth
n*gga how you from the trap but you say that you like feet
Nah- how you from the trap but you say that you like feet
How you from the- how you from the trap but you say that you like feet (Faggot)
Nah, n*gga you like feet, b*tch, you cannot get a feat
n*gga don't say sh*t to me, you rhymed greed with free
n*gga what the f*ck is wrong with you n*gga
n*gga, how it's "GreedK" but you don't get no pay
You ain't smoking on no strains
Totin' K's up in the A, I might point one at yo face
n*gga need to quit music, tell his family he's a disgrace
[Outro]
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