[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]