Lyrics
Oh, yeah (grrr), whoa
Girl I'm not playin', girl I'm not playin'
You know what I'm sayin', know what I'm sayin', know what I'm sayin'
Maybe other **** playin' by you, I'm not the one
I'm not the type, I know what I like
I'm really a vet, I got the stripes
You really the one, you were the hype
And girl we all with the
Click, click, click, click, every time we done click
Press a button like click, plus she cool when I click
Got on sick, sick, sick, sick, finna make **** sick
80 **** seen red, I got them mad as a (brrr)
Yeah, got them mad as a bitch
Tell me how that is, okay, 'cause I don't know what I did
Click, click, click, click, I live through that clip
I don't care if it click, reload then (grrr)
She told me to be on my best behavior
Know that she need me later, know that she need me (know that she need me whoa)
I been doin' shit that's not in my nature
Do me this one lil' favor, try not to wake up the neighbors (skrrrt)
We crash out of my crib, we crash out of my house
What you need, I cash out (skrrrt)
Don't say shit, I crash out
I played it cool for a minute, but I can't do that right now
Click, click, click, click, every time we done click
Press a button like click, plus she cool when I click
Got on sick, sick, sick, sick, finna make **** sick
80 **** seen red, I got them mad as a (brrr)
Yeah, got them mad as a bitch
Tell me how that is, okay, 'cause I don't know what I did
Click, click, click, click, I live through that clip
I don't care if it click, reload then (grrr)
She told me to be on my best behavior
Know that she need me later, know that she need me (know that she need me whoa)
I been doin' shit that's not in my nature
Do me this one lil' favor, try not to wake up the neighbors
Shorty clappin' like a high five, poppin' shit like Pop Rocks
Been a block like a parade, **** thought it was a drive-by
Picture-perfect in the frame, girl, you look good in my eyes
She did that shit in one take, camera
Click, click, click, click, every time we done click
Press a button like click, plus she cool when I click
Got on sick, sick, sick, sick, finna make **** sick
80 **** seen red, I got them mad as a (brrr)
Yeah, got them mad as a bitch
Tell me how that is, okay, 'cause I don't know what I did
Click, click, click, click, I live through that clip
I don't care if it click, reload then
Written by: AMarri 'Marri' Gildersleeve, Aaron Page