Clikk Clikk 3 lyrics

All I’m gone do is just rap, man I spit like a cobra, with poison I’m gleekin
n*ggas gone hit up the boy talkin bout all that cap I can hear that they reaching
They never seen me a legend, they peasants they present, the way that I’m teaching
Climb up the ladder, i p*ss got no bladder I pop em I don’t like no creepin
n*ggas talkin, they think that we beefin

I run it up
The game just like pus*y I’m f*ckin it up
Two girls on they knees and they suckin me up
I showed em the stash they try cuffin me up
They gave me the cash and I double it up
They switch on the boy for a couple of bucks
They showed me this sh*t not Ridin on luck
But rmbr when n*ggas would not show me love (hamb’odla’ Imorvite)

Now this sh*t changed
I’m coming back with a couple of change
Counting the dollars I extendo the range
Writing my story I need a new page
Free me like X man I’m outta the cage
In a couple of months I’m gone be on the stage
While I’m changing the sign n*ggas changing they face
I don’t need my own lane cause I’m outta the race

I hear these n*ggas they talkin, they gossip I’ll put all they friends in a coffin
Keep flossin, I’ll show them that i am the topics, discussions exclusive to n*ggas that’s poppin
Do shopping im coppin like all of my options
I’m dropping two bangers gone f*ck up yo office
She sobbin, she wanna come empty yo pockets
We lock-in, I’m only gone stress bout the profit
Keep jottin, my thoughts all up outta my noggin
Man I express that sh*t
Stay toxic, I make all these b*tches stay coughing
I keep impressing yo b*tch
I’m on it, that pus*y so wet it need moppin
Imma go f*ck on yo b*tch
Keep talking, I take all the sh*t and keep plottin
Man imma go turn up that click

Painfeeler, got my lil' demons on go, ready to kill all my feelings
Painkillers, got my lil' b*tch on go, she ready to eat up the di*k
My main swisha, call up the brand members, they was already on sh*t
Got all these flammable flows, with azzi my n*gga, I feel like I’m indian