Ciscaux - Clique lyrics
[Ciscaux - Clique lyrics]
Loyalty over royalty if it ain't gold
'member they was coming for me
But I ain't fold
Necklace reckless you watch yo
My bitch so on, my bitch so on
My clique go on, my whip so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so, my clique so
My pistol go, my (my what)
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
I said, I'm a west side certified legend
I'm the only one that really do
It y'all just says it
See me burning rubber going
Through the intersection
I feel like A$AP Rocky boy
Who the fuck you testing, not me
You popping on the gram
Well I'm poppig in the projects
Blacker the berry or whatever
The fuck Pac said
Feel like Juice real legends
They are not dead tell her drop it low and
Her boyfriend drop dead, sheesh
Loyalty over royalty if it ain't gold
'member they was coming for me
But I ain't fold
Necklace reckless you watch yo
My bitch so on, my bitch so on
My clique go on, my whip so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so, my clique so
My pistol go, my (my what)
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
Ayy, everything that gold ain't glitter
Ex bitch mad you sad you bitter
Here's one thing can't forget about me
'Cause all your friends in my
DMs sending pictures like uh
Everything that gold ain't glitter
Ex bitch mad you sad you bitter
Here's one thing can't forget about me
'Cause all your friends turned to my
Friends posting pictures like damn
Loyalty over royalty if it ain't gold
'member they was coming for me
But I ain't fold
Necklace reckless you watch yo
My bitch so on, my bitch so on
My clique go on, my whip so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so, my clique so
My pistol go, my (my what)
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
'member they was coming for me
But I ain't fold
Necklace reckless you watch yo
My bitch so on, my bitch so on
My clique go on, my whip so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so, my clique so
My pistol go, my (my what)
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
I said, I'm a west side certified legend
I'm the only one that really do
It y'all just says it
See me burning rubber going
Through the intersection
I feel like A$AP Rocky boy
Who the fuck you testing, not me
You popping on the gram
Well I'm poppig in the projects
Blacker the berry or whatever
The fuck Pac said
Feel like Juice real legends
They are not dead tell her drop it low and
Her boyfriend drop dead, sheesh
Loyalty over royalty if it ain't gold
'member they was coming for me
But I ain't fold
Necklace reckless you watch yo
My bitch so on, my bitch so on
My clique go on, my whip so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so, my clique so
My pistol go, my (my what)
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
Ayy, everything that gold ain't glitter
Ex bitch mad you sad you bitter
Here's one thing can't forget about me
'Cause all your friends in my
DMs sending pictures like uh
Everything that gold ain't glitter
Ex bitch mad you sad you bitter
Here's one thing can't forget about me
'Cause all your friends turned to my
Friends posting pictures like damn
Loyalty over royalty if it ain't gold
'member they was coming for me
But I ain't fold
Necklace reckless you watch yo
My bitch so on, my bitch so on
My clique go on, my whip so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye
My bitch so, my clique so
My pistol go, my (my what)
My bitch so on, my clique so on
My pistol go fye-ye-ye