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Where you from, Where you from, smack me, smack me Back with the boo clique COVID got me feelin sick, Man we getttin lit, Never gunna quit, Chillin at the Grandmas house, You know what were about, And were rollin up an ounce, Nelz chillin on the couch, Rippin on my dab pen, While y'all home fappin, We out here rappin, Most of y'all are cappin, Ain't about that action, This is just faction, Of what we boutta do keep it true I'm a foo, Sippin on my cranberry juice, Nowadays I'm barely getting loose, cause I'm always wound up Built this from the ground up, beat from d Dakota You smelling that aroma? That's a clique Recipe, You ain't shit testin me, don't get it twisted G Cause I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea I'm all about these fucking memes, I'm all about these fucking dreams I'm all about this fucking team, I never keep it clean, It's explicit content, my words are like vomit leave a like comment, this a clique comet Cause I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea Cause I can keep it chilling, or I can be the villain Asking for a million, nah I need a billion Call me Dr. Evil, but I'm rhyming for the people I ain't got no fucking equal, I'm standing on my steeple Just a dirty little Leo with a little bit of ego, Boo clique is the deepo, I love the clique credo Cause we always rolling deep, we bout to fucking seep Up in this industry, you wanna get rid of me? Come on dawg, you kidding me They bringin out the kid in me, so if y'all wanna scrap We can do it like that, but I'm coming with the gat Nah, I grab the bat, fuck it, where's the can I'm the fucking man and I'm rollin with my clan And I don't give a damn cause I got they fucking backs, King Casper ima Mack with Danny on the track King Louis with the knack to find all these artists, We trying to go the hardest, we trying to go the farthest We coming from the darkness, flying through space, Cause I'm a fucking martian, so don't fuck with me Cause we trying to keep the peace, if you trying to test me I'll smack you with the Tea Cause I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea, Yo I can keep it ocean spray, Or I can hit you twisted Tea Yeah, you got yours, buddy
Writer(s): Jesse White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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