wit da clique lmao

(#greed the fucking clique lmao)

Ay, sippin' codeine, vision blurry, and I love it
67 hexxed me, man that nigga, he be buggin'
Seen that nigga, he was lackin, so we got to juggin' (Hehehe)
I'ma stomp you out if you sippin' on that Tussin
I'ma stomp you out if you sippin' on that Tussin (Hehehe)
He said he got glicks, that nigga 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 (Hehehe)
Pulled up on that nigga wit that beam, then he nutted (Faggot!)
I just upped a nigga out his jewels, now I'm stuntin'
If I catch 12 on the scene, then fuck nigga I am runnin'
(I'll take care of the police while you try to find a way out of here)
Pull up with a sniper rifle like a nigga huntin' (It's no use!)
If I catch that nigga on the set, then we jumpin' (DJ Lust, nigga)

Pull up in the stu, and you know I'm fuckin' greed
Nigga talkin' bout, "it's greedK" punch him in his teeth
Nigga how you finna trap but you say that you like feet
Nah- how you finna trap but you say that you like feet
How you finna- how you finna trap but you say that you like feet
Nah, nigga you like feet, bitch, you cannot get a feat
Nigga don't talk shit to me, you rhymed greed with free
Nigga what the fuck is wrong with you nigga
Nigga, how it's "GreedK"
But you don't get no pay, you ain't smokin on no strain
Totin' K's up in the A
And my point will hit yo face
Nigga need to quit music, to his family, it's a disgrace
(Swag)



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Writer(s): Jeremiah Simms
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