This is a song about "Gun click"

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Any fuckers who in my way better click on their buckle

You talkin bout toting that gun

I wonder why we take from our women

Click-clack, backtrack to earlier times

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

You click generate heres some your lines

Goddamn, the boy's back

Click clack with a switch fat

Am i late, can someone please click replay

How i think about you every day

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Were they click it and vent shitt tha same way i click it and pen it

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,