Ft. Remy Ma, Swizz Beatz, & Jadakiss
(Intro)
Fuck the master, fuck the master
Fuck the master, fuck the master
Fuck the master, fuck the master
Fuck the master, fuck the master
So, aye yo Frank, one two one two
(Hook)
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
No hatin' ass niggas gonna take my shit
No hatin' ass niggas gonna take my shit
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
No hatin' ass bitches gonna take my shit
No hatin' ass bitches gonna take my shit
(Verse: French Montana)
Ladies and gentlemen
Grind through New York with no muthafuckin' tents to get
Hip-hop police still got 'em on the list again
Didn't make his goal, black hoodies and a tentacle
If the homie miss you oince, he ain't gonna miss again
All yellor diamonds on the link like Michigan
All money, hit the clubs, hit by and criss again
Play it like a boss, Paid in Full like the original
Broke, got rich, got broke, got rich again
How are we the hottest, duckin' to blow Apollo
Duckin' out, we ain't no product, licks, we see no prolem
Twick call pennies and I turn 'em to a dollar
Told Frank I was loyal, he called me Montana
(Hook)
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
No hatin' ass niggas gonna take my shit
No hatin' ass niggas gonna take my shit
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
No hatin' ass bitches gonna take my shit
No hatin' ass bitches gonna take my shit
(Verse: Remy Ma)
Yeah, copy, NY, state brush, been fly
Fully automatic while these otha bitches semi
They pop like soda while I pop like gyl out
Bitches got fake truth, when the fuck they gon' realize?
I'm the only single one that do the same old thing
I cop and clone you, you boost Verizon
Sproot mobile phoney, you not my friend my kin
My bitch, my homie, no, you know, you low, you shit
2000 in the morn', bitch, I'll blow you quick
See action, I'll practically invade you bitches
I got a wallet in my pocket, I should pay you bitches
(Hook)
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
No hatin' ass niggas gonna take my shit
No hatin' ass niggas gonna take my shit
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
No hatin' ass bitches gonna take my shit
No hatin' ass bitches gonna take my shit
(Verse: Jadakiss?!)
Soon as I jump out my whip
Niggas start askin' questions about my fit
If it ain't about no paper, not bout shit
Rough the phone, stingy mah, had to shout my bitch
Neva catch me in the trap house without my bricks
Neva catch me in the gun fight without my sticks
Leave a couple of yo dawgs killed without my ?
Vibe heartbeat, yeah, nigga, nights like this
With some bad honeys around, types I twist
Them some extra money around, the nights I miss
Might blow a lil sour, but I lights my piff
If you a hater, have a party and invite my dick
(Hook)
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
No hatin' ass niggas gonna take my shit
No hatin' ass niggas gonna take my shit
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
I'm about my shit, I'm about my clique
No hatin' ass bitches gonna take my shit
No hatin' ass bitches gonna take my shit
