[XXXTentacion] To Bass be the glory [Tankhead] Members Only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch Got money on my cabinet, ain't no time for no bitch Members Only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch Members Only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch And I know you bitches see us niggas shine in this shit And the reason for that 'cuz we grinding for this Members only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch Members only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch [Ratchet Roach] Members only in this bitch, suck my dick, little bitch Bouncing in this bitch, so you know I’m on that fuck shit! Boss with double G’s, and a new top [?] If a nigga try me, I’mma bust that bitch Ayy, hol’ up, roll-up in a drop top Where he at? Bentley lil, that’s the hot spot! I’m in this bitch, ayo! Yeah 'dem boys you know we, tryna go home, playa’ (what up, hoe?) [Flyboy Tarantino] On the block, hit my jack, where ya comin’ through You would think I be [?] the way I get the loot Both eyes wide open, they look at you, huh She been acting messy, and she think that’s cute That ain’t gas in yo’ blunt, Why you smokin’ boof Want a coupe, wit’ my bitch, hangin’ out the roof If it’s pressure we bust, don’t play me for a fool Don’t move, 'cuz my goons, clenchin' on the tool Bet he [?] she love how I groove What I do, I know other niggas wanna do Copy cattin’ niggas movin’ how I move When my platoon walk in the room you better keep it cool [Cooliecut] Huh, yep, top notch! I’mma crack they nigga, no crock rock, uh Fiy’ fiy’, uh, hit a nigga wit’ the. 4-5-5, uh Got a nigga runnin’ like he hopscotch, uh I don’t talk crazy, I’m about my, uh Choke a nigga out, 6-1-9 (6-1-9) [Bass Santana] I might black, just don’t call me back I’mma pop a flat Make 'em nap Runnin’ fuckin laps They like, “Bass relax” Where you at? Where I lay my head is where I lay my stacks It’s the gang, Members Only took ya’ soul no coming back [Rawhool Mane] What you think? My love to the clan hella deep KniadcTazy they prt you to sleep My uiggak be wilin’ [?] (uh huh) ayy! (gling, gling) Smoking green like Yoshi We don’t fuck with phonies Bitch I feel like Tony My shooter keep that 40 Your mama run up on me When she wanna be a It hit her hit her And she call me mister mister [Kid Trunks] Smokin’ green like Yoshi We don’t fuck with phonies Bitch I feel like Tony My shoota’ keep that 40 I can’t never trust [?] devil keep no [?] Ya mama run up on me when she wanna be escorted I hit her, hit her She call me: Mister, Mister Just the other day she call while I was fuckin’ on her sister That shit ain’t hard, that shit is really simple Top down, get popped like you a pimple I can’t lie, Ratchet bleedin’ like a menstrual Input, you can’t keep up with my mental My teeth shine, I’mma go right to the dental She suck my, she gon’ blow it like a candle [Craig Xen] Blowin’ on me like a candle Suckin’ on me like a vacuum Members Only got a million opponents But none of them look like [?] Livin’ they send us a fact, triple 6 on the back, of the Cadillac License plate, up ’n down 9-10, ridin’ with Roach on tac [Kin$oul] Members Only be the clique, suck a dick, lil' bitch Dope in the air, disappear, in the mist I don’t give a damn about this fucking rap shit But I do like they way I sound on my ad-libs [SB] Members Only be the motherfucking clique (be the clique) Had to dip ’n left a message on her lip (on her lip) Bentley shit I throw them B’s just like I’m sick Gone through relationships a Tarantino hit You think she wifey but she bench pressin’ them dicks [?] explain the boy the way I hold a stick I predict me and my niggas gettin’ rich And if you post it like a step you gettin’ lit