​wit da clique lmao ​*67​ (USA) (Ft. ​yuke)

[Intro]
#GREED the fucking clique, lmao

[Verse 1: *67]
Ay, sippin' codeine, vision blurry, and I love it
*67 hexxed me, man that nigga, he be buggin'
Seen that nigga, he was lackin, so we got to juggin'
I'ma stomp you out if you sippin' on that Tussin
I'ma stomp you out if you sippin' on that Tussin
He said he got glicks, that nigga he be bluffin' (#GREED)
She said she was pregnant, I put holes into her stomach (#GREED)
You take pics with Glocks, but you know that you won't up it
Pulled up on that nigga with that beam, then he nutted (Faggot)
I just upped a nigga out his jewels, now I'm stuntin'
If I catch 12 on the scene, then fuck nigga I am runnin'
(I'll take care of the police while you try to find a way out of here)
Pulled up with that sniper rifle like a nigga huntin' (It's no use)
If I catch that nigga on the set, then we jumpin' (DJ Lust, nigga)

[Verse 2: yuke]
Walked up in the stu, and you know I'm fuckin' geeked ([?])
Nigga talkin' bout, "It's greedK" punch him in his teeth
Nigga how you from the trap but you say that you like feet
Nah- how you from the trap but you say that you like feet
How you from the- how you from the trap but you say that you like feet (Faggot)
Nah, nigga you like feet, bitch, you cannot get a feat
Nigga don't say shit to me, you rhymed greed with free
Nigga what the fuck is wrong with you nigga
Nigga, how it's "GreedK" but you don't get no pay
You ain't smoking on no strains
Totin' K's up in the A, I might point one at yo face
Nigga need to quit music, tell his family he's a disgrace