This is a song about "Lick my click"

So i through my souls into fl, and then i click to export it

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Where that shit on my neck lick a pendant

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

I turn my back and laugh when my employees would like a lick,

You can spit , kick, pick em a trick, so lick my dick, shit gotta,

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Click right,log out get out of my sight,go quit

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Trying to make my message click, dont try to fight this