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Kevin Gates

Click House

 

Click House

(альбом: Murder For Hire 2 - 2016)


[Intro Kevin Gates & OG Boobie Black:]
My click house go stupid
My click house go stupid
My click house go stupid
My click hou

[?] with my nigga Kevin Gates
[?] I remember that boy Gates had that... took a trap on Carolina
Bitch going stupid, cameras all around
Bitch like, looking like Crenshaw

[Chorus Kevin Gates:]
My click house go stupid [x3]
My click house go stupid (Trapping out the bag)
Click house going stupid (Trapping out the bag) [x4]

[Verse 1 OG Boobie Black:]
Why these motherfuckers always in the front yard
Shooting dice on the porch, them lil' niggas got them [?]
Sale after sale, the cellphones keep clicking
The pots on the stove, the cocaine about finished
Killers stone game, I got killer stone wrists
OG Boobie Black can make a half a whole brick
Racks after racks rubber banding up the money
I show a lot of love to keep the dope fiends coming

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 Kevin Gates:]
Woah
All the cars in the yard, loud loud music
Them lil' boys they go hard, them lil' boys stupid
Now they call me Bruce Wayne
Shout out Ivy Liu Kang
I'm like Malcolm, I don't do chains
Dress casual, I can do thangs
Pinky rang, gripping grain, bitch I'm Don Key
My favorite favorite mixtape OG [?]

Breadwinner team 'til the day that I die
Carolina man spanking, cocaine I supply
I'm like Clyde
I just glide
In the kitchen let it dry
Head up murder, I just seen a homicide
On that mad man shit like bitch I'm finna die
All he got is twenty-five
Fuck it come with twenty-nine

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 Kevin Gates:]
I just got a bid from Bibby
I let Mills re-compress it
I don't do no water whipping 'less somebody want some extra
Been on springs me and [?]
My chick got the text from Birdman on the line
Order twenty, 'bout to catch him
Fuck the rap I'm trynna trap out'chere
But I ain't see him cheat
Got it parked in front the mansion
Damn, been like this for weeks
Shit I got so many bricks out'chere
I ain't seen a key
Compartment on the auto start it
I ain't see him leave

[Chorus]

[Kevin Gates:]
Dumb

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