O67 - wit da clique lmao lyrics
[O67 - wit da clique lmao lyrics]
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'
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 nigga he be bluffin'
She said she was pregnant
I put holes into her stomach
You take pics with Glocks
But you know that you won't up it
Pulled up on that nigga wit that beam
Then he nutted
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'
Pull up with a sniper rifle
Like a nigga huntin'
If I catch that nigga on the set
Then we jumpin'
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
And I love it
67 hexxed me, man that nigga, he be buggin'
Seen that nigga, 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 nigga he be bluffin'
She said she was pregnant
I put holes into her stomach
You take pics with Glocks
But you know that you won't up it
Pulled up on that nigga wit that beam
Then he nutted
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'
Pull up with a sniper rifle
Like a nigga huntin'
If I catch that nigga on the set
Then we jumpin'
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