Click clack, boom bat, hit his durag, Draco got a drum, it go dumb like it's too mad

Money like a toddler fat and it don't walk, Gun like a stripper it clap when I don't talk

I don't play chess bitch, I just checkmate, F'n turn his t-shirt to a wet plate

Bitch I'm on fire like a stove on high, Glock got a switch, that bitch sing like SZA live

Wrist like piss, it be yellow and glowing, Pockets like lungs, they big and they blowing

Chop got a mood swing, switch like hoes, If I point and spit, I ain't telling no jokes

Click clack, bitch I'm back, Drum on a stick like a school band pack

I said click clack, run that back, Talk real slick, now his jawbone cracked

I said click clack, all black masks, Rims still spin like it was a laundromat

I said click clack, no damn cap, This ain't rap, this that real street slap

I'm on gold like green like gas, He on freeze like a scream got lag

Money like water, I splash then I stack, In the gun got rings like door dash packs

I don't beef, I just eat on sight, Glock like Uber, pull up, swipe

She give brain like school on Skype, Hit then I ghost like a poacher

Geist, hoodie on black like Batman's cousin, Drum go dumb like it flunked all subjects

Chain like snow when I walk out sunny, Ops turn ghost when they hear that thumping

I said click clack