The New Escape - Clique (G.O.O.D. Music сover) | Текст песни

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• The New Escape
• Clique (G.O.O.D. Music сover)

Okay
The ladies love it
Swag out like Al's cousin
Mad lovin
Tree got me mad buzzin
Higher than the flyest
How am I supposed to simmer down
Orchestrate a dark knight
They callin me Hans Zimmer now
I'm the fuckin boss
Tell these girls I'm a commodity
But fuck em cuz I just need my clique to always ride with me
Chilli in the back of the crackbeetz bus with blaise
And Dave hittin em Gbs cuz he don't smoke jays
Okay
My team steps in the building plan a new escape route
Drop another album
We call it the new escape now
Fuck around with them fuck arounds fuck around and get smoked
Yet you fuck around just to fuck around give a fuck if you think it's a joke
This is not radio friendly
Tell em I put the nut up
Your moms wanna complain
Tell that bitch to shut the fuck up
If she wants to call the cops tell that trick to step back
You aint fuckin with a white kid Im more like a wetback
I go hard cuz I'm hungry yet they wanna steal my meals
I work hard just to get paper cuz I'm working towards that deal
Making money we grinding
It's always what it seems
If you fuck around best believe you get cut from the team

Noise making rattle shaking bass in your face bitch
TNE's the clique and we will never be nameless
Ridin round and we gettin it
You aint fuckin with this clique
You wit it?
I'm wit it
Ya ya ya bitch

Step into the room
All these bitches take their bras off
Security ain't shit lookin like Paul Blart the mall cop
I hear you talkin mad shit on our YouTube
Excuse my French when I say this but fuck you too


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