My Klik Lyrics - Jackboy

Plugoz on the beat and I'm killin' 

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 

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 

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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 

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 

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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 yo' chain and yo' bitch 

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 

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 with the kliks, 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