Klink Lyrics - Smino

[Intro] 

Go to 

Gucci baby 

Lil Monte on the beat 

Got that on repeat 

[Chorus] 

All she wanna do is drink, drink, drink 

I got 5 chains on, them hoes go clink, clink, clink 

No job, big bank roll, she don't know what to think, think, think 

On God, sergeant, check my rank, rank, rank (on God) 

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[Verse 1] 

Sergeant, check my rank, rank, rank 

Sweetheart sit on this candy paint (uh) 

Dick loan yeah like Fannie Mae 

Flip phone, she dream of trappin' me 

Me and my main bitch cackling 

Must be off that white like Katharyn 

Or Suzann cruisin' in your sedan 

Two hoes like why you need two? 

Damn (why you need), I put 85 on my coupe 

Damn (why you need), I put Saint Laurent on my boo 

Ran (why you need) it up like I play for Mizzou 

Gotta show me somethin' bitch I came from the Lou' 

(yeah yeah yeah) 

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[Pre-Chorus] 

I got my own Remy at home, they charge $11.50 

We could get lost just like Nemo, hey little fishy fishy 

I'm way too drippy, drippy, kush stank, it's real armpity 

Don't give these niggas pity, baby you keep yo pretty 

[Chorus] 

All she wanna do is drink, drink, drink 

I got 5 chains on, them hoes go clink, clink, clink 

No job, big bank roll, she don't know what to think, think, think 

On God, sergeant, check my rank, rank, rank (on God) 

[Verse 2] 

Sergeant, check my rank, rank, rank 

I'm on her back like a license plate 

I ate spectacular rice today 

Back in the loft eating Pilaf 

Orange coupe, love how it peel off 

New rugs, girl take them heels off 

Said they Jimmy Choo (I said bless you) 

Now take off ya shoes (I ain't askin') 

Then she let me pound, hash tagged it 

Ring-ling on my ding-ling, magic 

Sing good, make the coochie do back flips 

Genes good, yeah she love my fabric 

Put a new touch on a coupe, cut the roof, I see God (yeah) 

Hallelujah, my crew up, hallelu', shout the guys (yeah yeah) 

Put a new touch on a coupe, cut the roof, I see God (yeah) 

Hallelujah, my crew up, hallelu', shout the guys 

[Pre-Chorus] 

She got her own Remy at home, say she ain't pay no $11.50 

We should get lost just like Nemo, these niggas lookin' fishy 

I did it for the city, milk the game issa titty 

I'm fly, I'm 50 Frisbee's, I feel like Mr. Bentley 

[Chorus] 

All she wanna do is drink, drink, drink 

I got 5 chains on, them hoes go clink, clink, clink 

No job, big bank roll, she don't know what to think, think, think 

On God, sergeant, check my rank, rank, rank (on God) 

[Outro] 

Drink, drink drink 

Clink, clink, clink 

Think, think, think 

Rank, rank, rank