Tum Tum - KlickKlack lyrics

[Hook - 2x] They say guns k** people, stupid motherf**ers with guns k** people And I hang, with stupid motherf**ers It start to clip, click-clack blucker-bluck It start to clip, click-clack blucker-bluck [Tum Tum] Fo' n***as in a slab, dressed in black clothes Filling up the clip, smoke blowing out they nose n***as trying to play Zilla, they owe the kid do' The playa already emotionally fell, for a stripper ho Oldest trick in the book, but f** it it still works n***as think with they other head, when it come to them skirts Waiting for Strawberry, to ring the burner celly Tell us when she ready, and we storming the telly Patiently waiting, and the cell phone vibrates Text message received, room 228 Tightened up my gloves, and walked up the stairs Tell Brown to grab a hoody, so we can cover up that bare Now y'all know Zilla, bout to really lose his cool Peeped through the window, this n***a rocking new dues Kicked in the door, one shot to the ceiling Then one to the leg, f** boy where's my bread [Hook - 2x] [Tum Tum] Now Strawberry you can go, foxy I'll holla at you later Get with Double Double, he'll get you straight on that paper She leave out the do', we tie his clown a** up n***a in debt with the kid, we gon f** his bum a** up Smack pa**ed this n***a cell phone, here's the address for them chippers Don't try nothing stupid, them AK's will rip you And I was willing to go out, like Sylvester in Rocky Guarantee I'll pop it, over the bread in my pocket Disrespect me n***a, I tried to let it slide Then we pulled up, see 24's on your ride New j**els on your neck, studs in your ear Ring is stung, like I can't make it disappear Cell phone rings, money there you work fast Just when I thought, I was bout to smoke your b**h a** Now I got my bread, I'm chilling I ain't gon k** him (f** it Tum let's charge these n***as), f** it Gram k** him