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Goddamn, you look pretty. Gangsta. If I ain't got it, then I gotta Take it. I can't hide who I am, baby, I'm a gangsta. In a Rolls Royce steppin' on A mink rug. The clique just a gang of Bosses that linked up. Niggas tryna go against me, so they teamin' up. But fuck it, I do the shit that they Been dreamin' of. Yeah, uh, on the clique. I got seven hundred K for this shit. I'm up now, fuck what they sayin', I got Money now. Seven-six-two shells flip when they Comin' out. Hit LB when the jokes up, Touchdown. That real zon, sixty-five hundred for a Pound. Ask G4, he know we got the team Strong. That chain wrapped around his neck really Mean somethin'. Enterprise clique. I just turned down two point five M's. Gangsta. Yeah, that ain't enough, I need thirty. Been goin' hard since I dropped "G Work." Postin' pics tryna figure out the caption. The Enterprise up on the score, what's happenin'? I'm flyer than I ever been. Clean. Livin' better than I ever did. Mash. Wake up and get it. If I can make a hundred G's, then I Can make mil'. Ching-ching-ching. Fifty on my neck. I keep spendin' money 'cause I keep gettin' checks. It's the clique. I'm feelin' like the best. I can't look back, I gotta see what's next. This one for the books. Legend. My life just how it look. Expensive. I should turn my life to a movie. Fireplaces in front of my jacuzzi. Get in. Young, Black, successful. I'm from the second, seventh, and the third letter. Everything that I said, I'm doin' it. Stack five hundred K and I blew through Feelin' Like Tee, feelin' like Meech. Next M that I make goin' straight to the Streets. I'm too high to hear hatin' from a Lower level. I'm close to God and these niggas Close to the Devil. Free G Slim One, He been down twenty-one. Give him a hundred K for every year he Been gone. I treat rap like dope, every tape Is a bird gettin' played by the streams and The shows. I'm flyer than I ever been. Clean. Livin' better than I ever did. Mash. Wake up and get it. If I can make a hundred G's, then I Can make mil'. Ching-ching-ching. Fifty on my neck. I keep spendin' money 'cause I keep gettin' checks. It's the clique. I'm feelin' like the best. I can't look back, I gotta see what's next. Ay, if you wanna be down with this Enterprise Clique shit, don't get at me. Ask G4, and if he stamp you, then we'll Holla. Enterprise. Clique. Gangsta Grillz. Steppin' with the steppers. They was sleep, now they see that I'm pressure. Up and down Fig, up and down Western. Poppin' fly shit out some holes in a Tesla. Movie star with the extras. In my James Bond 'Vette doin' donuts in the Intersection. I'm from the ghetto. Jordan breed eleven retro. If you ain't with this gangsta shit, just let Me know. Oh, G4, let him out. G4, let this nigga out. Goddamn, you pretty. It's the clique. Gangsta Grillz. Gangsta Grillz, you bastards.