EB - Cliquee Lyrics

Diamond my teeth, yeah
I went and wiped down my feet, yeah
Step on these kids with the clique
Yeah, let's go
Ride round that bih with a blick, yeah
I've been off Molly for weeks, yeah
I'm bouta geek up
Eliantte my teeth, yeah (eliantte)
Chrome hearts sweater on me and this shit been too tight
Who the f*ck is you rocking with bitch?
You need to choose you a side (yeah)
All them diamonds you rocking is fake
Yea, I can tell that they SI
Why you rapping about all this money you got?
I don't see a hundred in sight
Baguettes they live on my wrist
Look at them hitting the light
Everyday we taking risks, yea
Everytime then we get high
Come on with yeat
We been off percs all week
Brought that shit, pull up on freaks
Sending it through then we get geeked
Lil dirty ass hoe tryna suck it out my sleep
Chanel ol behind on me
Broke ass nigga want a feat
But I know he ain't got that cheese
Whole gang in a SRT
Nigga watch that bitch speed up
Too locked in, we not locked up
Me and my twizzy we counting it up
We getting money but it ain't enough
I'm at the function, she backing it up
I don't know why she keep begging to f*ck
I'm off a perc im not giving it up
Shawty keep begging to f*ck
She tryna get up on my hype
I was a little Colombian boy
Til I blew up got my shit right
Pouring that tris in my cup
Me and my gang getting f*cked up tonight
Supermodel bitch
My ex couldn't believe her eyes
Going back to the Chi
I just got geeked on a Learjet flight
Punch that boy, if he tryna fight
Punch that boy if he tryna fight me
I'm off that gas
Smoking up all week