My Klik – Kodak Black (feat. JackBoy & John Wicks)
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(“Plugoz on the beat and I’m killin’ it) Damn who make this beat, cause I’m stealin’ it
Sniper Gang, John Wicks Homie, you can’t hang with my klik Sniper Gang, John Wicks Homie, you can’t hang with my klik You can’t spark my flame now I’m lit I might snatch ya’ chain and ya’ bitch
[Kodak Black:] Sniper Gang, John Wicks Homie, you can’t hang with my klik You can’t spark my flame, cause now I’m lit I might snatch ya’ chain and ya’ bitch
[John Wicks:] Thinking when I ain’t had shit They was always pickin’ on my kicks Catch me in the mall with the shit Comin’ from the Projects now I’m rich Remember when I hadn’t hit a lick Now I’m flashin’ on these niggas, take a pic Look baby, I ain’t got no time for this Shawty said she wanna have my chick [Kodak Black:] All this flavor, I be saucin’ on a bitch All this flavor, I be droppin’ when I drip Sniper gang, we mobbin’ in this shit I’m leakin’ like a faucet on the wrist That robbin’ put these diamonds on my necklace You walkin’ while I pull up in the Tesla I’ma take yo’ lady ’cause she special I keep the pipe, ’cause I’ma bust it if there’s pressure
Sniper Gang, John Wicks Homie, you can’t hang with my klik You can’t spark my flame now I’m lit I might snatch ya’ chain and ya’ bitch
[Jack Boy:] Been goin’ hard, think I need to rest up Been goin’ hard, ’cause really I’m like next up Ran up that bread, fuck niggas can’t catch up Run up you dead, we spray you from the neck up Keep yo’ two cents, you broke, fuck yo’ lecture Don’t want pressure, my snipers goin’ extra Don’t you test us, like teachers we give lessons (Yeah, baby) Cross ’em up, sniper goin’ issa [Kodak Black:] Hey Jack Boy, this her first time ridin’ in a foreign car Ay, but she just don’t know that it’s a stolen car Switch the VIN number, now this shit here mine now I’m on house arrest, but I still be ridin’ around And I can’t wife ya up, I can’t be tied down I put the lighter up, but I can’t put the fire down Just bought a AP, went lit up my wrist gang G1 taught me right I got that whip gang The industry they hit a lick on Biscayne Fuck the industry I’m in the streets for real mayne I’d like to stick around niggas say they in the field takin’ pics
Sniper Gang, John Wicks Homie, you can’t hang with my klik You can’t spark my flam now I’m lit I might snatch ya’ chain and ya’ bitch