Clique

[Intro]
Oh God
Boy
I ain't big sean
But it's Don-tae
And uh

[Hook]
Ain't no body messin' with my
Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my mother fr**n
Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they ain't doin' like my
Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And these bad chicks man they want the...
They want the...
They want the...
They want the...
Yeah

[Verse]
They ask me why I do it (Why)
I tell 'em "I don't know"
'Cause the chicks like the music (True)
I see 'em dance to it (Yeah)
We toss bandz to it (Okay)
If that'll make her dance
Then that'll probably make her do it (Uh Huh)

Man I only spit the truice
Got a lambo and some jewels (You Lyin')
I'm on the eighth lane, and friend looks Juwish (Ha Ha)
Stay'n far far away from the ones called coolers (Bye)
I'm one star away from just runnin' through your cubers

Green like Yoshi
Why she sayin' she know me? (Why)
I leave her ASAP, like like I'm rapping on Goldie (Swerve)
I'm 'bout to eff 'em up like I rap gun and go-die (Uh, uh)
When they say they sink and swim, I just strap on my floties
(Ha ha)

And keep on swimming (Yeah)
I'm two face grinnin (Yeah)
They ain't calling me black
They calling me super tinted (Oh God)

I never get offended (No)
Attention is detention (No)
But I forgot to mention
That you wrote your own sentence

[Hook]
If you messin' with my
Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my mother fr**n
Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Oh God
Boy