Yeah, uhhh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, listen
My younger richer than all of his teachers
When I tell him dump it, that boy get to clickin'
Bitch in my ear she keep trippin'
Home all alone, "is it gonna be me or the missions?"
I might just put on her siblings
Lil bruh grew, and he knew he'd be doing my biddings
Let's switch up the setting
F*cked up my parlay, I'm band from the betting
Say my name, say my name, I just keep on forgetting
Stranded, pray for my lost, are you mentally challenged?
Boppers, sticks, draw-quick
Hollow tips ring off his ear, damage
Walker, stockers
And I'm still with the steppers and bandits
Feel like Pop, 38 for the weapon
They want Smoke, 38 make em' vanish
(Fah Fah Fah)
Gas from Montego, finessing some bricks off of plug Puerto Rico, we cussing in Spanish
Tryna do good for my people
Still slide through block in all Chrome, like it's Medieval Times
We both got nines, but your skill don't equal to mine
These niggas bitch, they be giving a vibe
How you go dissing the dead when your brother, he literally died?
(don't lie)
He telling, couldn't keep a secret
Tell me, why I'm not surprise
Kick in his door, said my youngin' could keep it, just make sure he split it with one of the guys
No auto Izzy, switch turn the glock to a semi-auto
My niggas tweakers like Demi Voto
And Cro jus told me we "Might Die Tomorrow"
That's a bet
Soakin wet, but she dry over text
Pretty girls always come in a set
Free TntBuddah, my dawg only bite, cuz he's never been in a vette
(Listen, Clickin)
Two twin glocks, and a 30, triplets
Cookie dough, cookie dough, roll up the biscuit
She tryna link over there, but we not playing fair
So why would I risk it?
The opp of a opp still an opp, and a bitch, and a cricket, and a runner up
Loose your life, if you thinking bout' running up
I spents nights in the T with no double cup
Lay some cheese for the mice, so they huddle up
Nip-see how I hustle, than double up
It was just me and my ski, in this Escalade V, on the 401 cutting up
I got 12 on my back like Ja
(Blitz em')
Put The Dot on his top
(6ix em') Hol on
Como se va, it's been a lil minute, I'm sorry your grandson got back in system
I should of took heed to the wisdom
(It's like I couldn't resist)
I can't go back and fourth with the trolls
I can't go back and fourth and I'm with Fif
Say what you want, I'm no rookie
Push me, pick and roll
They copy me, like I'm a Shadow
(Yeah)
Chaos Control
Robbing before we was setting some goals
I get knocked, I speak Español
Mi-no-hablo-inglés
Twin glocks, you can't spot me a difference
Before I was rapping, straight bleaching consignments
Can't tell you how I made a living
Listen, straight out the gutter
Money dirty, the bitch did me dirtier
They told me Highkey don't do it, don't do it
I wish they would of told me earlier
(Yeah)
Credit nice, I got seven accounts
Gimmie brain, it's the thought that counts
Flash on the (shhhhh)
Light up the room like the sundown
Had to walk so my youngin could run down
(Yeah)
And I'm richer than ever
Richer than ever
She lovin' the click
My younger richer than all of his teachers
When I tell him dump it, that boy get to clickin'
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Highkey - Clickin' Lyrics
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Yeah, uhhh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, listen
My younger richer than all of his teachers
When I tell him dump it, that boy get to clickin'
Bitch in my ear she keep trippin'
Home all alone, "is it gonna be me or the missions?"
I might just put on her siblings
Lil bruh grew, and he knew he'd be doing my biddings
Let's switch up the setting
F*cked up my parlay, I'm band from the betting
Say my name, say my name, I just keep on forgetting
Stranded, pray for my lost, are you mentally challenged?
Boppers, sticks, draw-quick
Hollow tips ring off his ear, damage
Walker, stockers
And I'm still with the steppers and bandits
Feel like Pop, 38 for the weapon
They want Smoke, 38 make em' vanish
(Fah Fah Fah)
Gas from Montego, finessing some bricks off of plug Puerto Rico, we cussing in Spanish
Tryna do good for my people
Still slide through block in all Chrome, like it's Medieval Times
We both got nines, but your skill don't equal to mine
These niggas bitch, they be giving a vibe
How you go dissing the dead when your brother, he literally died?
(don't lie)
He telling, couldn't keep a secret
Tell me, why I'm not surprise
Kick in his door, said my youngin' could keep it, just make sure he split it with one of the guys
No auto Izzy, switch turn the glock to a semi-auto
My niggas tweakers like Demi Voto
And Cro jus told me we "Might Die Tomorrow"
That's a bet
Soakin wet, but she dry over text
Pretty girls always come in a set
Free TntBuddah, my dawg only bite, cuz he's never been in a vette
(Listen, Clickin)
Two twin glocks, and a 30, triplets
Cookie dough, cookie dough, roll up the biscuit
She tryna link over there, but we not playing fair
So why would I risk it?
The opp of a opp still an opp, and a bitch, and a cricket, and a runner up
Loose your life, if you thinking bout' running up
I spents nights in the T with no double cup
Lay some cheese for the mice, so they huddle up
Nip-see how I hustle, than double up
It was just me and my ski, in this Escalade V, on the 401 cutting up
I got 12 on my back like Ja
(Blitz em')
Put The Dot on his top
(6ix em') Hol on
Como se va, it's been a lil minute, I'm sorry your grandson got back in system
I should of took heed to the wisdom
(It's like I couldn't resist)
I can't go back and fourth with the trolls
I can't go back and fourth and I'm with Fif
Say what you want, I'm no rookie
Push me, pick and roll
They copy me, like I'm a Shadow
(Yeah)
Chaos Control
Robbing before we was setting some goals
I get knocked, I speak Español
Mi-no-hablo-inglés
Twin glocks, you can't spot me a difference
Before I was rapping, straight bleaching consignments
Can't tell you how I made a living
Listen, straight out the gutter
Money dirty, the bitch did me dirtier
They told me Highkey don't do it, don't do it
I wish they would of told me earlier
(Yeah)
Credit nice, I got seven accounts
Gimmie brain, it's the thought that counts
Flash on the (shhhhh)
Light up the room like the sundown
Had to walk so my youngin could run down
(Yeah)
And I'm richer than ever
Richer than ever
She lovin' the click
My younger richer than all of his teachers
When I tell him dump it, that boy get to clickin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, listen
My younger richer than all of his teachers
When I tell him dump it, that boy get to clickin'
Bitch in my ear she keep trippin'
Home all alone, "is it gonna be me or the missions?"
I might just put on her siblings
Lil bruh grew, and he knew he'd be doing my biddings
Let's switch up the setting
F*cked up my parlay, I'm band from the betting
Say my name, say my name, I just keep on forgetting
Stranded, pray for my lost, are you mentally challenged?
Boppers, sticks, draw-quick
Hollow tips ring off his ear, damage
Walker, stockers
And I'm still with the steppers and bandits
Feel like Pop, 38 for the weapon
They want Smoke, 38 make em' vanish
(Fah Fah Fah)
Gas from Montego, finessing some bricks off of plug Puerto Rico, we cussing in Spanish
Tryna do good for my people
Still slide through block in all Chrome, like it's Medieval Times
We both got nines, but your skill don't equal to mine
These niggas bitch, they be giving a vibe
How you go dissing the dead when your brother, he literally died?
(don't lie)
He telling, couldn't keep a secret
Tell me, why I'm not surprise
Kick in his door, said my youngin' could keep it, just make sure he split it with one of the guys
No auto Izzy, switch turn the glock to a semi-auto
My niggas tweakers like Demi Voto
And Cro jus told me we "Might Die Tomorrow"
That's a bet
Soakin wet, but she dry over text
Pretty girls always come in a set
Free TntBuddah, my dawg only bite, cuz he's never been in a vette
(Listen, Clickin)
Two twin glocks, and a 30, triplets
Cookie dough, cookie dough, roll up the biscuit
She tryna link over there, but we not playing fair
So why would I risk it?
The opp of a opp still an opp, and a bitch, and a cricket, and a runner up
Loose your life, if you thinking bout' running up
I spents nights in the T with no double cup
Lay some cheese for the mice, so they huddle up
Nip-see how I hustle, than double up
It was just me and my ski, in this Escalade V, on the 401 cutting up
I got 12 on my back like Ja
(Blitz em')
Put The Dot on his top
(6ix em') Hol on
Como se va, it's been a lil minute, I'm sorry your grandson got back in system
I should of took heed to the wisdom
(It's like I couldn't resist)
I can't go back and fourth with the trolls
I can't go back and fourth and I'm with Fif
Say what you want, I'm no rookie
Push me, pick and roll
They copy me, like I'm a Shadow
(Yeah)
Chaos Control
Robbing before we was setting some goals
I get knocked, I speak Español
Mi-no-hablo-inglés
Twin glocks, you can't spot me a difference
Before I was rapping, straight bleaching consignments
Can't tell you how I made a living
Listen, straight out the gutter
Money dirty, the bitch did me dirtier
They told me Highkey don't do it, don't do it
I wish they would of told me earlier
(Yeah)
Credit nice, I got seven accounts
Gimmie brain, it's the thought that counts
Flash on the (shhhhh)
Light up the room like the sundown
Had to walk so my youngin could run down
(Yeah)
And I'm richer than ever
Richer than ever
She lovin' the click
My younger richer than all of his teachers
When I tell him dump it, that boy get to clickin'
Writer: Isaiah Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid