CLIQUE - Rilès

What of the dollar you murdered for? Is that the one fighting for your soul? Or your brother's the one that you're running from? But if you got money, fuck it, 'cause I want some B-I-G, who fuckin' with me? Oh, God! Whoa, okay Ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than my muh'fuckin' clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man They want the-, they want the- (B-I-G, oh God! Go) I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say My block behind me, like I'm coming out the driveway It's grind day, from Friday to next Friday I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day) Yup, she tryin' to get me that poon-tang I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang I'm rollin' with... fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name You know 2 Chainz? Skrrr! I'm pullin' up in that Bruce Wayne But I'm the fuckin' villain Man, they kneelin' when I'm walking in the buildin' Freaky women I be feelin' from the bank accounts I'm fillin' What a feelin'! Ah man, they gotta be Young player from the D That's killing everything that he see for the dough Ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than my muthafuckin' clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man They want the-, they want the-, they want (Click clack, stick 'em up!) Yeah, I'm talkin' Ye, yeah, I'm talkin' Rih Yeah, I'm talkin' B, nigga, I'm talkin' me Yeah, I'm talkin' bossy, I ain't talkin' Kelis Your money too short, you can't be talking to me Yeah, I'm talkin' LeBron, we ball in our family tree G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin Ain't nothin' fuckin' with we, me Turn that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250 250 to a half a million, ain't nothin' nobody can do with me Now, who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or Jefe Translation: I'm the shit, 'least that what my neck say 'Least that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade Nigga down for like 12 years Ain't hug his son since the second grade Uh, he never told—who he gonna tell? We top of the totem pole It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team And all our eyes green, it only means one thing You ain't fuckin' with the clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than my muthafuckin' clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man They want the-, they want the-, they want Break records at Louis, ate breakfast at Gucci My girl a superstar all from a home movie Bow on our arrival, the un-American idols What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hangin' off the Eiffel Yeah, I'm talkin' business, we talkin' CIA I'm talkin' George Tenet, I seen him the other day He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the same Except mine tinted and his might have been rented You know, white people get money, don't spend it Or maybe they get money, buy a business I rather buy 80 gold chains and go ign'ant I know Spike Lee gon' kill me, but let me finish Blame it on the pigment, we livin' no limits Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm lookin' at a crib right next to where TC lives That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse He wasn't really drunk, he just had a frew brews Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage Everything I do need a news crew's presence Speedboat swerve, homie, watch out for the waves I'm way too black to burn from sunrays So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii About how I could build a new Rome in one day Every time I'm in Vegas they screamin' like he's Elvis But I just wanna design hotels and nail it Shit is real, got me feelin' Israelian Like Bar Refaeli, or Gisele—no, that's Brazilian Went through, deep depression when my mama passed Suicide, what kinda talk is that? But I been talkin' to God for so long That if you look at my life I guess he's talkin' back Fuckin' with my clique Ain't nobody fresher than my muthafuckin' clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique And all these bad bitches, man They want the-, they want the-, they want- Go!

I would like to give you all my time I would like to tell you how much I love you Since I can't do none as I'm a liar Let me spend the rest of my days all alone Yeah you like to dance, all over my sins And I make love to you like imma hurt you more Yeah you like to pray, for all of my sins When they made me aware of what I'm just for sure, yeah I'm so lost Lost I'm so lost Lost I try to step back from the 3ein all on me I got one foot in the grave, my fist in her punani Living like it didn't happen 'till it fires back at me I know I'll probably end up in Cubana sleeping by the beach But all I wanted was some peaches, marijuana and a casa para mom All I wanted was the simple truth, no lie All it did just hurt me more Now I ain't got time for your pussy Time for them hoes Time for the simple things I turned down before No time for your pussy Time only knows Time never runs But homie time never stops to dance All over my sins And I make love to you like imma hurt you more Yeah you like to pray, for all of my sins When they made me aware of what I'm just for sure, yea I'm so lost So Lost So Lost So Lost So Lost So Lost You can sleep on the problem You can search on my way It's buried in the mind, don't try to read my face You do not understand, it's better anyway Writing for the cure, need stacks and a ceiling And since you want me to stay And now want me to play with your feelings Doomed to be 'lone again As long as I got my TLM I would like to give you all my time I would like to tell you how much I love you Since I can't do none as I'm a liar Let me spend the rest of my days all alone

Tell me what's your spell I love the way you dance Yes, I'm faded with my friends We love the way you sing Back the fuck up, slow the fuck down I cannot be insane She told me, "Don't fall in the trap" It's too late Tie me to the pole, I won't ever do what I did Right cannot feel my eyes, my ears, nor my self Swimming in a ocean full of blood and my tears Tell me where the hell has gone my good sense, my feels If I do it, I did it I'ma do it again (You're not stronger than them) Ya know, it's up to you Amaze me's what you do Sex and singing in tune Sirens coming for you I know, it's up to me Nervous, why am I watching? Emotionless I be Wake me up 'fore I sin Tell me what's your spell I love the way you dance Yes, I'm faded with my friends We love the way you sing Tell me what's your spell I love the way you dance Yes, I'm faded with my friends We love the way you sing Baby don't be scared Adore me, praise me, beg Stare at me before your friends The pain will feel ok Why you resist? You can feel free Finally taste what you seek She told me to fall in her arms 'fore I knee Beggin' my niggas to let me run to her sheets Right now cannot feel my eyes, my ears but them lips If I'm neither drunk or high What the hell is this? Splatting colors in a place that seemed dull and dim Then you forget that you're drowning deep and indeed (You're not stronger than them) Ya know, it's up to you Amaze me's what you do Sex and singing in tune Sirens coming for you I know, it's up to me Nervous, why am I watching? Emotionless, I be Wake me up 'fore I sin Tell me what's your spell I love the way you dance Yes, I'm faded with my friends We love the way you sing Tell me what's your spell I love the way you dance Yes, I'm faded with my friends We love the way you sing Baby don't be scared Adore me, praise me, beg Stare at me before your friends The pain will feel ok (Tell me what's your spell) (I love the way you dance) (Yes, I'm faded with my friends) (We love the way you sing)

You, came back just for me I was fine alone Why won't you let go? And you, was bad when we did it When I felt so low, we never talked about love She misses coming at me Secretly late at night She miss my soft touch, honey All night long She need to feel that nasty Unholly dirty vibe That bitch be really crazy Oh, she's back Baby kiss me more Baby touch me right Baby I'll stay on it All night long Tell me what you want I can do it twice Ain't got time for talking All night long She a freak, only kind of a bad bitch Easy fuckin', like a psychic Watchout if she breaks down Devilish, I don't want her back, shit Trifling, she don't get the point And now she bounces back I did pray for bad bitches Back then, then it was a spiral These tornados never safe man Now she run around town Wanting to shag, you better hide your ass right Ouh, Rilès I know you wanna fuck I bet your bitch cannot get wild like this Like ouh, babe I know you love lust And my cherry taste better with time She misses coming at me Secretly late at night She miss my soft touch, honey All night long She need to feel that nasty Unholly dirty vibe That bitch be really crazy And, she's bad Baby kiss me more Baby touch me right Baby I'll stay on it All night long Tell me what you want I can do it twice Ain't got time for talking All night long

I wish you well I wish y'all niggas well Even if you don't like me Even if you hope I fell I wish you gon' be better Stronger than what you hate Put in work what you're thinking of Living with no regrets I wish you gonna wake the fuck up Move your lazy ass up 'Fore you be waiting another year They wanna do it like me Yet they don't understand That I really forgot where's my bed And I wish they'll finally pay me 80$ for a show, nigga what you think? Thinking I'm a fool cuz I'm underrated 2K17 I'm ready no one's foolin Rilès Can I do it? Of course I can I wish y'all ready for all my crazy-ass plans You see me growing I know you like it 2k17 I swear you gonna feel it baby I wish I remain insane And won't listen what they say I wish I remain insane Nigga we ain't the same Cuz I fuck with myself So I'm ready Cuz this year's about to get down I hope you're ready Imma show them, still on my own Baby don't care what they say I can easily fuck 'em all Happy new year hatin' ass niggas Y'all have a lot on your plate now Baby don't care what they say I will easily fuck 'em all Happy new year hatin' ass niggas Y'all have a lot on your plate now I wish you'll stop listening with your eyes Again turning your greatest resolutions into lies I wish that all these radios will finally realize That the internet gon' take over if they keep playing trash I know you want that money but, just, please make up your mind The culture is way more bigger than all these industry clows Major part of your audience is 6th graders The rest moved on to Spotify Talking to French radios Wake the fuck up it's my time Heyy It's all about the gravity All about the gravity Yem I say Heyy Cuz I know the secret Yes I know the secret I wish I remain insane And won't listen what they say I wish I remain insane Nigga we ain't the same Cuz I fuck with myself So I'm ready Cuz this year's about to get down I hope you're ready Imma show them, still on my own Baby don't care what they say I can easily fuck 'em all Happy new year hatin' ass niggas Y'all have a lot on your plate now Baby don't care what they say I will easily fuck 'em all Happy new year hatin' ass niggas Y'all have a lot on your plate now