Click Click

[Intro]
It’s that Headtap Gz nigga
Yo, yo, put in the telephone for me
Tryna click on the B
Fuck Queez, he steam like T
All of these demons jumpin’ in this V
Smokin’ on this T, throwin’ at your p’z
He get shot if he jack E4D
Smokin’ on this Tussle that boy from the B
Watch how I hop out and beat
Got booked on my Gday, took me off my feet, still clickin’

[Chorus]
Tryna click on the B
Fuck Queez, he steam like T
All of these demons jumpin’ in this V
Smokin’ on this T, throwin’ at your p’z
He get shot if he jack E4D
Smokin’ on this Tussle that boy from the B
Watch how I hop out and beat
Got booked on my G-day, took me off my feet, still clickin’
Tell the opps that we can meet
On they block it’s no one I can see
Bitch, I’m a demon dumpin’ out the V
Win get sturdy, duckin’ from the D’z
Baby Khay dumpin’, hoppin’ out them V’s
Tryna click on whoever we see
We get the lo’ we slidin’, make a scene
Do it for Lo, we jumpin’ in that V

[Verse]
Young Ooters we lookin’ for rexk
Put the dot on his head leave him stretched
I get the drop from this bitch, send a text
And she settin’ drops ‘cause she lovin’ the set
And I hop over cars just to shoot at the Jets
And we smokin’ on Slime, you soon be next
Why do these Koney niggas tryna diss?
If I catch Kay30 leave him in a ditch
Like, hold on
It’s me and AD, we out on a spree
If we see a Spiig, then that is a P
I put that on bro, he not on the timin’ I’m on, then you is not chillin’ with me
I got thirty shots up in this G
He jack he from Brower we leave him deceased
Like, Shizzy got put underneath
And Tuss he got mixed with some weed
What the fuck? Y’all niggas some dweebs
Like, how many Hatz got put on a tee?
Like, Slime got left on the floor
And Koney ain’t bangin’ at all
FOG don’t really want war
We done pulled up to Choppa crib right by the door
Bang on 29 too many times
How the fuck could I cap in my rhymes?
Floxk a Billy, then shoot at the Primes
I’m 59K I don’t fuck with them guys
Me and Reem gon’ throw, no lie
Nigga dissin’, he don’t even slide
If I come to the Gates you gon’ die
Niggas know how I rock, throw shit after shot
It’s me and MarGee, bend blocks after blocks
Niggas know they can’t play with my LOTS
‘Cause I’m quick up and let it floxk
If he talkin’ on Melly catch shot after shots
Me and Jew tryna see who dissin’
We catch Humble we gon’ get up with him
I call ShaPTV he glitchin’
He got Sunny with him so they twinnin’
And my gun gon’ beat like a rhythm
Pray to god right after I drill him
Tried to run, too late, we spliffed him
How the fuck Tory got poked in his liver?
Oh my god, this shit look familiar
How Lotto got poked in his-
(Like, what the fuck Lotto?)
How Lotto got poked in his
(Like, what the fuck Lotto?)

[Chorus]
Tryna click on the B
Fuck Queez, he steam like T
All of these demons jumpin’ in this V
Smokin’ on this T, throwin’ at your p’z
He get shot if he jack E4D
Smokin’ on this Tussle that boy from the B
Watch how I hop out and beat
Got booked on my G-day took me off my feet, still clickin’
Tell the opps that we can meet
On they block it’s no one I can see
Bitch, I’m a demon dumpin’ out the V
Win get sturdy, duckin’ from the D’z
Baby Khay dumpin’, hoppin’ out them V’s
Tryna click on whoever we see
We get the lo’ we slidin’, make a scene
Do it for Lo, we jumpin’ in that V
Grrah