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Run through clique
You pissed on
have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, have a whole lotta chips
I ain't for no givin' tips
Run through your
You on trip
I'mma have to bust you in lips
And the whips, better have a lotta chips
'Cause I for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique

I learned a lot in such a short amount of
Everything that's fuckin' that go to [?] mind
Met you when I was like maybe fifteen on you
You just act a little older plus I heard you came Arizona
And that was new so I was up at house parties
Ridin', fuckin' dirty with the niggas ridin' for me
And they just me how that game work
I said fuck it, I'mma put the rockin' by your [?] shit
But fuck it, that's my thought when I had met you
I was sittin' in the bleachers when your approached me
And they threw away your like it wan't taken or something
I 'em "Baby, I'm nothing", say "Why you wanna choose me?"
giggle, and walked away, I pray to God
It felt so right, I never [?], I fucked them bitches [?]
So if you try to blame it on me
Know I blame it on my dick, I'm sick, ya I run through ya

Run your clique
You on trip
I'mma to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better have a lotta chips
'Cause I ain't for no givin'
Run through clique
You pissed on
I'mma have to bust you in lips
And the whips, have a whole lotta chips
'Cause I ain't for no, I for no, run through your, run through ya clique

Nineteen, I got a newer
Rocked beats, got sane, searchin' for a deeper meaning
Still burnin' women, a deadly contradiction
[?] ya with the physical and spiritual
Lookin' back at what my and what a fuckin' trip
I loved this bitch and lost myself so I could please the bitch
And never please the is what I learned and then I went away from everything
I searchin' for one, well, uh
Mo' bitches, mo' money, mo'
How my niggas started robbin', west, start thuggin'
Picked rappin', they chose, I blew, my
Got big, wigs, still rob mo' [?]
We battle, we fight, we one big one
No Pun, all scale, no on my dick
Young nigga, no whip, my niggas
And I for my clan and my squad while I run through your (clique)

Run your clique
Run through, run through your
Run through your

Run your clique
You pissed on
I'mma have to bust you in your
And the whips, better have a whole lotta
'Cause I for no givin' tips
Run through clique
You pissed on
I'mma have to bust you in lips
And the whips, better a whole lotta chips
'Cause I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run your, run through ya clique