This is a song about "Thought it was cool to grab a p229 and go click clack boom"

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Grab that knife, go on a boulevard, kill every one there, and to be smart

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Pussy got loose lips and blue shit, so it's click-clack-boom bitch

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

Lost his bugging mind fully suppressed and thought he was cool

You ask me who i'm stroking now

Because when i go click clack pow

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Rap like an addiction to smack, answers lack, click clack can't rap back.

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Click clack get kidnapped by the pack

It aint click clack its bitch slap

Snapple fact: you rather wack

All the time with this glock of mines

Click-clack, backtrack to earlier times