Click Of My Fingers Clavish

[Intro]
(JJ, what you tellin' me, fam?)
(Ayy, Minxy, you goated)
Yo

[Verse 1]
**** suckin' my dick, but doin' it wrong, now I gotta sue that
She says she don't want me no more, that's calm, it's nothin' to get me the new lap
I was makin' a Snap', Crash chattin' 'bout wettings, now I gotta mute that
And I robbed Mar Mar, but that's nothin' new, I been robbin' guys since I was a yout' man
I just got a drop, I'm not gonna ask if you're comin' or not
I fly girls that's not where I'm from, I hit from behind and she cummin' on top
Phone my phone if they're coppin' a rock
I weren't upset not winnin' a MoBo, I've won bigger awards like top goal-scorer for the block
Huh, handwritin' printed, the windows tinted
Revolver new, but the shotgun vintage, unlimitеd linkage
If I end up doin' a drill in my Dior coat, I'm not gonna bin this
I've orchеstrated drills just with the click of my fingers
Now she slippin' her knickers
Her lips were made for suckin', natural pattern, ain't got any fillers
Back then, used to risk it, two feet, ten toes, never had any dinners
And step with the kitchen, that was mummy's, never had any spinners
Drippin', my winter coat's gonna cost you two to do up the zippers
When bro got nicked for the M, I weren't involved and still got the shivers
No matter the time or weather, crackheads know I'll get it delivered
She grew up in a good home, I don't know why her type's drug dealers and drillers