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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Wicks
Vocals
Jackboy
Vocals
Kodak Black
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danny Snodgras
Songwriter
Dieuson Octave
Songwriter
Masnik Sainmelus
Songwriter
Pierre Delince
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taz Taylor
Producer
Dyryk
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lu Diaz
Mixing Engineer
Plugozbeatz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sniper Gang here with John Wicks
Homie, you can't hang with my klik
Sniper Gang here with John Wicks
Homie, you can't hang with my klik
You can't spark my flame now, I'm lit
I might snatch your chain and then your bitch
[Verse 2]
Sniper Gang here with John Wicks
Homie, you can't hang with my klik
You can't spark my flame 'cause now, I'm lit
I might snatch your chain and then your bitch
[Verse 3]
Thinking when I ain't had shit
They was always picking on my kicks
Catch me in the mall with the shit
Coming from the projects, now I'm rich
Remember when I had to hit a lick
Now I'm flashing on these ****, take a pic
Look baby, I ain't got no time for this
Shawty says she wanna have my jit
[Verse 4]
All this flavor, I be saucing on a bih
All this flavor, I be dropping when I drip
Sniper Gang, we mobbin' in this shit
I'm leaking like a faucet on my wrist
That robbin' put these diamonds on my necklace
You walkin' while I pull up in a Tesla
I'ma take your lady 'cause she's special
I keep the pipe 'cause I'ma bust it there's pressure
[Verse 5]
Sniper Gang here with John Wicks
Homie, you can't hang with my klik
You can't spark my flame 'cause now, I'm lit
I might snatch your chain and then your bitch
[Verse 6]
Been goin' hard, think I need to rest up
Been goin' hard 'cause really, I'm like next up
Ran up that bread, fuck **** can't catch up
Run up, you dead, we spray you from the neck up
Keep your two cents, you're broke, fuck your lecture
Throwin' pressure, my snipers goin' extra
Don't you test us, like teachers, we give lessons
Cross 'em out, sniper gon' ex 'em
[Verse 7]
(Lil JackBoy) This our first time ridin' in a foreign car
Aye, but she just don't know that it's a stolen car
Switch the VIN number, now this shit here mine now
I'm on house arrest, but I still be riding around
And I can't wife you up, I can't be tied down
I put the lighter up, but I can't put the fire down
Just bought an AP, went lit up my wrist
Gang, G1 taught me right, I got that whip
Gang, the the industry they hit a lick on Bis-
-Cayne, fuck the industry, I'm in the streets for real
Mane, I'd love to stay around with the glitz
**** say they in the field till they get blitzed
[Verse 8]
Sniper Gang here with John Wicks
Homie, you can't hang with my klik
You can't spark my flame 'cause now, I'm lit
I might snatch your chain and then your bitch
Written by: D. Octave, Danny Snodgrass