[Intro]
Click about it mayne, everything we do is click about it
We started this sh**, and we still in this sh**
And we prob'ly gon' end up endin this sh**
[Verse 1]
Y'all must a forgot!
The first rappers to talk about triple beans and gumbo pots
Movin the block like Pedro, ridin around in a lexus
Really from the sh** (sh**), Still wit d sh** (sh**)
Good wit d fist (fist), and wit d wrist
Game sick(sick),cold (cold), first rap album to go gold
Damn it mayne, we made it 700,000 sold (sold)
Independently, without the major vendors (major vendors)
Gra** root from the soil, underground like prince
It's a brand new day, same old diva
Easy to spot ,like the spots on a cheetah
Everything I touch, I'm a win, know it
Suga T, dahida, bahida, blow it
Hey (hey), don't I look pretty
Street smart, straight from the turf, still griddy
Range Rover (uh), sittin on the brawn
If you got enough gouda I can be yo baby ma
[Chorus]
Everything is just click about it,click about it,click about it (x4)
[Verse 2]
I step to it, with the 4 sever rich n***a
Ya'll mirror me shot call a big hitta
I'm jus like the gas that fuse the pump
To all my b**hes I bash d c*nt
Ain't nuttin change from the boss you knew
Anything you heard is prob'ly true
I'm offline, online, still on d grind
Playa I ain't neva scared to speak to ma mind
I'm on d same old gang, game of saffs
Flow from d**h row, same old gas
You ain't gotta ask what d boys have
8's on d Chevy but it's filled wit rims
I eat my veggies, greens and corn
Knock prostitutes, f** b**hes and p**n
To do some sworn in, if you wid it I'm back
Everything I do, I'm sick wid and about it
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Money invested, money investing
The beat is sick, so the click had to inject it
We in the venue, we on a case
Any problems boy, they can get erased
My pain is new, the cut is cla**ic
Tami nice but we still go extra mannish
My fist is sharp, my spit is ga**y
Feel d base, cause my click is everlastin
[Chorus]