This is a song about "Clicks"

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

I got tricks up my ass, you can't stop worrying for my clicks like an axe

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!

Not a click i click with the bitch clicks me left me with my dead trees wilted new industry

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Surviving 'till we thriving, then we die when the metal clicks,

Gun clicks oh shit sprint to the rooftops with no hesitation jump

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Four five six, and now it clicks

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Something just clicks in my brain