Intro 
Yeah 
In the studio, shit 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (M-M-M-Murda) 
Yeah, yeah 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Verse 1 
Ayy, the youngest to do?it,?a teen (Young) 
I'm?shootin' my shot like Kareem (Yeah) 
My?niggas ball like LeBron, yeah, we got the ring 
Ayy (Yeah), he think that a young nigga lackin' (No) 
I'll turn this bitch into a thriller like my name was Michael Jackson (Hee-hee), yeah, yeah 
Glock on my lap in traffic 
Roll down the window, you know that I'm blastin' 
Just like Denzel, all about action (Bitch) 
You thought I had luggage because I be packin' 
She givin' me brain while the young nigga laid up 
I'm a big dawg, nigga better get his weight up (Rr) 
Last opp got whacked, he met his maker 
Put nut on her face like it was some makeup (Yeah, yeah) 

Chorus 
Click clack, ra-ta-tat 
.223's through your back, yeah 

Verse 2 
Yeah, bitch, I ball like I'm Giannis, uh, yeah, ayy 
My clip, it hold about a hundred, yeah, yeah, ayy 
We at your head just like a bonnet, yeah, yeah 
Ayy, that murder shit is what we livin' for 
Twenty shots, ten down 
I caught him lackin' at the corner store (Yeah) 
You say that I'm not killin', but you don't even know me, though (Bitch) 
Bitch, I put a hole up in your head just like a Cheerio (Yeah, yeah) 

Chorus 
Click clack, ra-ta-tat 
.223's through your back, yeah 
Click clack, ra-ta-tat, yeah, yeah 

Veres 3
I'm goin' in for my niggas in cells
Fuck the judge, they won't give 'em no bail
They sayin' I'm hot, I'm hotter than Hell
They playin' my songs on top of the jail, yeah
Brand new ice on the brand new watch in the brand new drop-top (Yeah, yeah)
Just left VLIVE with a new stripper, that's a brand new thot-thot (Yeah, yeah)
Take her to the crib, I'm all in her guts, I'm giving' her backshots (Yeah, yeah)
I fucked her so good, she turned around and she thought I had two cocks (Yeah, yeah)

Chorus
Click clack, ra-ta-tat
.223's through your back, huh