CLICC CLACC

Dusty Locane, KG MoreBreesh

Grrt Boom boom boom (Jordan, is that you?) Cloccs, more breesh, more breesh That shit forever, nigga (Shh) yeah, y'all already know nina Fever, get you 'peater (uh) Long live KG (This shit is a lifestyle) I'm still with the click-clack, uh (I'm still with the click-clack, uh) Jump in back with the jawn (boom, boom) You know that this clip packed up She wanna fuck with a thug She know I be big packed up I cannot fuck with no dubs You know that shit big packed up (packed up) Hop out, we sendin' them slugs And you could get shit snatched up Step in the spot, masked up (masked up) Niggas be mad, act up they know the vibe, we blow back trucks (boom, boom, boom) I know the feds catch funds (feds) Smackin' her ass, fat buns Dig in her back, smashed up (smashed up) (dig in her back, smashed up) She know I don't play I got glizzy on me every day we don't talk about it, what I gotta say? See, if I could really put in pain Take a trip of mine, I'm tryna buy a plane Bread and butter with me, yeah the BOK We don't need no other niggas in the gang (never) And I know you niggas know the same Live by the gun, die by the flame Gotta pay attention, lotta niggas hate They don't wanna see my brothers do they thing (facts) I got bitches tryna do her ting Bitch, I need your addy, I ain't tryna stay If you gettin' money, then you know the way (bread, bread) We gon' keep it comin' every other day Smokin' island pack, throwin' grain Youngin' on the court, tryna hit a J I got a lot to lose, but I ain't got shit to prove Gettin' money, yeah, ain't nothin' new Run into opps, boom You was really goin' to school, I was ootin' with a tool Keep it quiet, keep it cool 'Cause you ain't got shit to lose I'm still with the click-clack, uh (I'm still with the click-clack, uh) Jump in back with the jawn (boom, boom, boom) You know that this clip packed up She wanna fuck with a thug She know I be big packed up I cannot fuck with no dubs You know that shit big packed up (packed up) Hop out, we sendin' them slugs And you could get shit snatched up Step in the spot, masked up (masked up) Niggas be mad, act up they know the vibe, we blow back trucks (boom) I know the feds catch funds (feds) Smackin' her ass, fat buns Dig in her back, smashed up (smashed up) (dig in her back, smashed up) My Rollie go click-clack-boom (click-clack, click-clack) Pussy nigga make you move (make ya move) Life on the line, what you gon' do? (What you do?) Grown man, you cannot step in my shoes Head tap for thinkin' y'all niggas smooth (think y'all smooth) Now we got us a victim (a victim) Critical condition, we itchin' (I'm itchin') Stuck to the code, I ain't switchin' (I ain't never gon' switch) Oh, she want to roll with the gang? (With the gang) Gotta tuck the nina in her purse (in ya purse) Show my niggas what you worth (what you worth?) Baby girl, make it twerk (make it twerk) Trigger finger my reaction (grrt) Spin for nigga, go to church (amen) Opposition like to lurk (why you lurk?) His next stop is a hearse (on hood) I'm still with the click-clack, uh (I'm still with the click-clack, uh) Jump in back with the jawn (boom, boom) You know that this clip packed up She wanna fuck with a thug She know I be big packed up I cannot fuck with no dubs You know that shit big packed up (packed up) Hop out, we sendin' them slugs And you could get shit snatched up Step in the spot, masked up (masked up) Niggas be mad, act up they know the vibe, we blow back trucks (boom, boom, boom) I know the feds catch funds (feds) Smackin' her ass, fat buns Dig in her back, smashed up (smashed up) (dig in her back, smashed up) (Jordan, is that you?)

Written by: KG MoreBreesh, Reginald MiotLyrics © SINGLES PUBLISHING, LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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