Dangerous (Wanna Click?)

[Intro: Rasta T]
Ooh, boy, Rasta T creep on the scene

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & 444XAMO]
Jealous snitch broke knees makes some bustas gonna click

[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Creepin' to the eyes of the mirror, it's your boy, fresh in Balenciaga, rollin' that Rolls Royce with chopper
Poppin' out dangerous and cautious, everybody notice us, we ball in the darkness of the hood
We be turnin' up all the clubs, drinkin' on Ace, I done caught a buzz
So many women they diggin' us, they set u up, tryna fuck
North Memphis, that's where I dwell, money taller than basketball players
Under this Gimisum skimask, bitch, it's Mr. Hizzill, blastin' and cross all the bitches they lame us, five all like Mike and now outta sight
Cause some more party like you want to smoke
Jeepers Creepers, don't follow me, bitch, this ain't social media
Blow your ass off, put it in my [?]
Then sit at my piano playin' horror music, .556 at my bed and I'll use it
End [?] hell, when I shoot it

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & 444XAMO]
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[Verse 2: Rasta T]
Gotta pull up, get pulled, mane, I'm on a robbery spree
Gotta get this money, mane, gotta come up on this cheese
Weave out my enemies, no hesitation, mane
Of what I got to do, I must not kept you caged
Get off smooth like get-away, like my nig' Lil' Gin say
Gettin' brain by some lady, smokin' hay with two lil' babes
Boy, don't get in my way, you won't scream out mayday
My AK will spray, I got the two SK
A shotgun by my side, so nigga, don't you hide
Give me my money, right, we gettin' fat tonight
So pay me, bitch, chill, everybody sit still

[Verse 3: 444XAMO]
Off in the danger, I pop out with that fire before a nigga try me, on God, I forget that I'm famous
Ditchin' on three-ninety-two and erase you
You gonna need me at the end of the exit, talk all this trash and we leavin' 'em breathless
Drilled the boy down like he stayed in a pool, if he slip, I got runners, for sure they'll catch 'em
When I hop out the coupé they go crazy, these ho-bitch on action, they chew me like trippin' for Heffner
How could you hate on a kid when I'm distant?
Worry 'bout myself, ain't worried 'bout no else, man
When I look in the mirror I feel like the greatest
They won't put me first, then y'all get catched up
Some days it get hard but I pushin' the paddle
I reach for the stars and I'm never gon' settle
Up real late, 3am, droppin' heat like the Devil
I don't know why I'm up, I just caught in my actions
Tigger for all the petty niggas, know they can't tame 'em

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & 444XAMO]
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