MISTER ELLIOT ft. Klichè Lyrics

We not going for that

I'm hearing what you saying, but we ain't goin

Harder than a

Tip toe

I got a tip toe

Silent as can be, yeah, I was there but you might never know

Thumbing through the cash and live fast, that's all I really know

Watching for my bag, but still can't ask me how I got it though

Niggas weird

They flex fake money and they clothes

Yeah, Kli just did it in an instance

He just changed hoes

I'm talking in third person, so, I can build my flow

If I cared about the clout, I'd be passed you hoes

I just took some shit that slows time and numbs your toes

I'm like a grizzly in the field, I make your Memphis Bleek

So many drums up in this bitch, you thought I shot my heat

It's getting hard to eat Addys take away my sleep

What the fuck I look like beefing when I ain't got no reason

We had to let go of our own because they committed treason

Throwing paper to this beat, cause you know this beat rock

I'm a sergeant in the streets, with a switch, no Glock

Have my soldiers point and aim, play a game, connect the dots

Yo girl in my cock, post it on tik tok

Pimp walking in the function just like my grand pops

Nigga say he want static, then a nigga get shocked

Harder than a dick in a room filled with naked hoes

Tap shoes, cause I'm big stepping on these niggas, woah

Have that nigga streaming red, like he got a heavy flow

Have my shawty bumping red, bitch, yeah, we Opium

Heard she got a nigga, huh, yeah, never heard of him

Hating ass nigga talking shit, might just murder him

Hating ass nigga talking shit, murdered all his kin

Shawty pulled up to the crib, told her bring a fucking friend

Tell her bring another cause I know that they gone come again

Touch down on all three, bitch, ain't no fumbling

It's Kli X G just might never stop

Aiming for your head straight to the top, it's a particular spot

Cook these niggas up in a pot, like they Betty Croc

Walk the floor with that nigga, treat him like a fucking map

Swerving in the lane we did the dash be running from the cops

I be rolling all my pain up in this gas and then I blow it out

Blow it out

Blow it out, nigga, by the ounce

Blow her out

Blow her out

Nigga buss her down

Buss her down you niggas weird. We don't pass around

Fuck around and find out we don't like to lounge

Man, we so damn fresh from our head to our feet

Said, if looks could kill, bitch, you niggas all deceased

I put a lock on my heart, and I threw away the key

Took a long range AR when I got to fall asleep

I'm a monster, I'm a beast, when she see me in the sheets

I'm a G, I'm a GOAT, when you see me in the streets

Sipping alkaline water while I'm eating on a peach

Yeah, we some Flint niggas , but they play us in the D

Then I gave her good D, had her ass in her knees

Hit her one time, had her ass saying heee-

Hit her one time now I got her on her knees

She's sucking on me

The bitch is a freak

Back to the crib, did that shit discrete

Fucking on me, she want the whole team

Yeah, I'm bout to make you scream

I'm about to do them things

I'm bout to get up in it

Me and all my niggas just stay flyer than some quidditch

All you lame niggas talking shit, man quit it

Okay, all you lame niggas, talking shit I don't wanna hear

I give free lessons for the sauce, you can take it here

Sipping drank it ain't water, but it's crystal clear

In the back of the club, switchblade, no fears

If they don't got no hard liquor, I'm gonna drink a beer

If you my nigga, you better jump off this cliff we don't got no fears

Living life on the edge, yeah, we never cared

Solid ass niggas, so, you know we always come prepared