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king lil g - click i'm with lyrics

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[intro]
i tried to tell’ em that the weed is bomb
tried to tell’ em that the weed is strong
tried to tell’ em that im ridin’ with you and im ridin’ with you if you right or wrong
[verse 1 – king lil g]
murder, i’m done with these f-ck boys
’bout to drill them likes its illinois
yo hago dinero de marijuana
and i’m buying a house for my baby mama
i got two of ’em
shout out to my newest one
i take ’em to eat, yo i’m talkin’ for real man, i’m talkin the two of em’
then i’m gone in my tour bus
my homie baby finna drive
all my k!llas’ getting high
a bunch of b-tches on my mind
all my homies down to ride
a bunch of b-tches they from out of state
i was moving a lot of weight
we was catching a lot of cases
got deported by immigration

[chorus]
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck im with (imma’ bang)
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck i’m with (b-tch i bang)
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck i’m with (b-tch i bang)
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck i’m with with with with

[verse 2 – young drummer boy]
yo, my phone be ringin’ when i’m getting high
still located in the 909
my homie commited a homicide
i promise you homie i’m down to ride
fourty seven shots up out the heater when i hit your -ss
eight grams of purple in a blunt when im smoking gas

[verse 3 – emc senatra]
i f-ck my hoes in the back seat
smokin that blunt in my mom’s whip
swervin’ all over the main street
until we get raided i won’t leave
still at the spot we ain’t going no where
say “f-ck the cops” they ain’t knowin’ nothing
i needed some money, i went and got it
trying to buy drink, i’m getting carded

[chorus]
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck im with (imma’ bang)
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck i’m with (b-tch i bang)
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck i’m with (b-tch i bang)
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck i’m with with with with

[verse 4 – cutthroat season]
regardless of all of the options, i’m not in
my partners and i told you of the motions, the mota arrived
the bumping the game
cat snitches out of they lane
soon as they speak, i twist all my fingers and smack the f-ck out they b-tch -ss with the same
i’m more than you now
im cl1cked up
and im from the dirty that sucios mata
our b-tches is k!llers
your b-tches are short but my new b-tch she stay beautiful
i’m ridin’ for mines
recording new music
you give me a reason, its plentiful (plow!)
yak, cooked oc, you jump in that water you drown

[verse 5 – la gunsmoke]
i’m smokin on weed getting blown
b-tches be f-cking with me on the low
you heard my verse when i got off on that dro
tell yo plug i get the weed for the low
f-cking these baby mommas that got baby daddies
you could find me posting on tenaya in cali
catch me slippin’
no i don’t think you’re real
i don’t respect you ’cause i dont think you’re real
my mission is ride until i make a mil’
my motto is “k!ll or be k!lled”
ayyy

[chorus]
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck im with (imma’ bang)
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck i’m with (b-tch i bang)
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck i’m with (b-tch i bang)
look at the b-tch i’m with
look at the cl1ck i’m with with with with



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