Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
Songwriter
Zachary Foster
Zachary Foster
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Foster
Foster
Producer
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Producer
Manohmanfoster
Manohmanfoster
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye, the youngest to do it, a teen
I'm shooting my shot like Kareem
My **** ball like LeBron, yeah, we got the rings
Aye, he think that a young **** lackin'
I turn this bitch into a thriller like my name was Michael Jackson
Yeah, yeah, Glock in my lap in traffic
Roll down the window, you know that I'm blasting
Just like Denzel, all about action
You thought I had luggage because I be packing
She giving me brain while a young **** light up
I'm a big dog, ****, better get it wider
Last opp got whacked, he met his maker
Put nut on her face like it was some make up
[Verse 2]
Click, clack, ra-ta-tat
.223s through your back
[Verse 3]
Yeah, bitch I ball like I'm Giannis
Aye, my clip it hold about a hunnid
We at your head just like a bonnet
Aye, that murder shit is what we living for (Twenty shots, ten down)
I caught him lacking at the corner store
You say that I'm not killing but you don't even know me though
Bitch, I put a hole up in your head just like a Cheerio
[Verse 4]
Click, clack, ra-ta-tat
.223s through your back, yeah
Click, clack, ra-ta-tat
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 5]
I'm going in for my **** in cell
Fuck the judge, they won't give him no bail
They say that I'm hot, I'm hotter than Hell
They're playing my songs on top of the jail
Brand new ice on a brand new watch in a brand new drop top
Just left V Live with a new stripper, that's a brand new thot thot
Take her to the crib, I'm all in her guts, I'm giving her back shots
I fucked her so good, she turned around, then she thought I had two cocks
[Verse 6]
Click, clack, ra-ta-tat
.223s through your back
Written by: Bryson Potts, Shane Lindstrom
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