Clique (feat. Bailey Canela)
Brandon King
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Yea Yea (Wow) (Wow) (Wow) (Wow) Wowoow Wow Wow Wowww Yea Yea Check it When I walk my walk Matter fact when I talk I talk Don't mess with the clique or the gang My brother don't give it a thought Talk to your girl like one two three and then she gone You know what we on Yo Bailey we gone When I walk my walk Matter fact when I talk I talk Don't mess with the clique or the gang My brother don't give it a thought Talk to your girl like one two three and then she gone You know what we on Yo Bailey we gone Picking up the Benz in the port Everything I want I sort Everything I had I fought Man real and we so hard (Man real and we so hard) Man real and we so hard (Man real and we so hard) Man real and we so I see it I want it I like it I buy it I step with no stylist You step to the clique or the mob or the gang That shit will get violent Man them say they want smoke on the internet pull up they be silent I don't care if she bad I'll cut her off she acting too childish Word to gator I be stepping I'm like Graylen with the left hand Fit could even cost you ten bands I'll take your girl in some sweatpants On some light shit My mother used to work the night shift Pull up on you with an AMG forty three You prolly thinking its lightning Yeah When I walk my walk Matter fact when I talk I talk Don't mess with the clique or the gang My brother don't give it a thought Talk to your girl like one two three and then she gone You know what we on Yo Bailey we gone When I walk my walk Matter fact when I talk I talk Don't mess with the clique or the gang My brother don't give it a thought Talk to your girl like one two three and then she gone You know what we on Yo Bailey we gone Picking up the Benz in the port Everything I want I sort Everything I had I fought Man real and we so hard (Man real and we so hard) Man real and we so hard (Man real and we so hard) Man real and we so Real All of my fellas We real and we lit Count up the commas we make it and dip Hit up your girl if she a baddi and Thick It's a fact that fellas are hating while we just winning These fellas are sick Making the commas by a flick of a pic It's not hard to make the money legit Pray to Allah that one day Me and brothers and sisters the clique will be rich One day day I told my mama if all goes well I'll buy her a mansion or crib Eating organic just forget the ribs Living so lavish we live on the hills My queen don't gotta worry about nothing Cuz her son paying all the bills When I walk my walk Matter fact when I talk I talk Don't mess with the clique or the gang My brother don't give it a thought Talk to your girl like one two three and then she gone You know what we on Yo Bailey we gone When I walk my walk Matter fact when I talk I talk Don't mess with the clique or the gang My brother don't give it a thought Talk to your girl like one two three and then she gone You know what we on Yo Bailey we gone Picking up the Benz in the port Everything I want I sort Everything I had I fought Man real and we so hard (Man real and we so hard) Man real and we so hard (Man real and we so hard) Man real and we so
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