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Amiccella - Click Bait Lyrics

[Intro: Rockafela]
Oh my God, it's Rockafela

[Verse 1: Amiccella]
I know they think I'm done but I ain't did it yet (Nope)
All this trendy rap, inconsiderate (Yup)
That's the lament version for ignorant, wouldn't want your pretty little head to go and break a sweat (Ayy)
Kitty this, kitty that, what you saw, putty cat?
Rap a verse, spit or spat, spitten poison like a gat (Ayy)
Streaming (Ayy) music (Ayy) for the (Ayy) mainstream (Ayy)
When they pipe up, pipe down, that's a pipe dream (Ayy) (Ayy)
Objectify these bodies but these bodies pay their bills (Yee)
When they hear this shit we spitten, gonna take their mills (Woo) (Woo)
Can you change the topic bro and spit on something else? (Ayy)
We know you ain't got nothin' other then your genitals' (Hah)
Speak a little louder I can't hear you through the bass (Bass)
Tell him back it up, I need a little space (Space)
Making our way in so they gonna get displaced (Placed)
We heard it all before, all the dudes like, copy, paste (Paste)

[Chorus: Amiccella]
Send your man home, we be up late
Block him on the phone, that's an update
Our shit go harder than your mixtape
Drop it down low for the click bait
Send your man home, we be up late
Block him on the phone, that's an update
Our shit go harder than your mixtape
Drop it down low for the click bait
[Verse 2: YellowBunny]
Said I'm on the come up but he only want me done up
Never had the paper but you know that I'ma stunna (Yuh)
Got me on a waivor, I'm only smokin' marijuana (Ayy)
I know he really wanna, but he ain't gonna (Nah)
Callin' up my gunna 'cause of all the disrespect (Yuh)
Never had a problem when the pussy really wet (Ahh)
Big mans, no plans, so I said I gotta jet, re-man, re-man, smoke him out, cigarette (Hah)
Said he want my body-ody-ody, I ain't fuckin' with no druggie on the moly-oly-oly (Nope)
He be try'na take me home from the party, party, party (Ayy)
Said I do this shit alone and I don't even need Bacardi (Ayy) (Ayy)
Said he want my body-ody-ody, I ain't fuckin' with no druggie on the moly-oly-oly (Chyuh)
He be try'na take me home from the party, party, party
Said I do this shit alone and I don't even need Bacardi (Ayy) (Ayy)

[Outro: Amiccella, YellowBunny, Amiccella & YellowBunny]
Send your man home, we be up late
Block him on the phone, that's an update
Our shit go harder than your mixtape
Drop it down low for that click bait
Send your man home, we be up late
Block him on the phone, that's an update
Our shit go harder than your mixtape
Drop it down low for that click bait bait bait bait bait drop it down low for that clickbait bait bait bait baitdrop it down low for that click bait