Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Click House, artist - Kevin Gates. Album song Murder for Hire 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bread Winners' Association
Song language: English
Click House |
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 |
My click house go stupid |
My click house go stupid (Trappin' out the bag) |
Click house goin' stupid (Trappin' out the bag) |
Why these motherfuckers always in the front yard |
Shootin' dice on the porch, them lil' niggas got them |
Sale after sale, the cellphones keep clickin' |
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 bandin' up the money |
I show a lot of love to keep the dope fiends comin' |
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, grippin' grain, bitch I’m Don Key |
My favorite favorite mixtape — OG |
Breadwinner team 'til the day that I die |
Carolina man spankin', 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 |
I just got a bid from Bibby |
I let Mills re-compress it |
I don’t do no water whippin' '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 |
Dumb |