click clack got my homies in the back we like a pack of wolves standin together we like fuck the rules you a bunch a tools spools gettin strung along by some little blonde bitch wearin a thong you noddin along but I don't why she aint got no thighs your a fuckin simp I'm a fuckin gangsta I walk with a limp get my cane I'm a fuckin pimp you work as my bitch cause your dicks limp shots fired you aint no big news like the town crier you a liar so full of shit bad dog you gotta sit don't speak don't play no game you are weak and so fuckin lame my homies see your lonely ass the same aint got no game wish you had some clout wish you had some fame my homies my crew would fuck up yours to etch a sketch like that pistol you drew fuckin with us you gonna loose and that bruise from my mom she beat your ass and not just in this song your a bitch ass tweaker don't tell me I'm wrong hittin that 8 ball lifelong short as your dick heres the end of the song