Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Songs I Don't Hate

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Really I thought the shit was fine but we sent it back
I’m too stuck in my mind I can’t interact 
You always going live on the internet 
She always look me in the eyes when we interact 
I can’t Touchdown I’m on hella wax 
Twelve said ABC can you spell it back 
Fuck no, bitch I’m off a bean I’m feeling cutthroat 
When it come to respect I need the utmost

You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the ut most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes
You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the ut most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes

That’s just the way it goes, lady love don’t 
Forget to play it slow, when it comes up 
That’s just the way it goes, way it sums up 
Now I need gross sums, something handsome
Just tryna match my mood made an anthem
I don’t mean to be rude but you rancid 
Throw some water on your body need a baptism 
Act gifted said you hardbody but yo pack missin 

You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the ut most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes
 You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the u t most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes


That’s a grown man thirty have you itching 
Handle business wake up in the mornin do the dishes 
Gasoline smell have you breathing where the fish is 
Delicious, lamb chop greasy out the kitchen 
Pitch it he did a buck fifty for the whole zip 
Roll it, while I’m getting busy gettin focused 
Whole clip do it for my dogs like I’m John wick 
Conscious, grown man thirty lose conscience 
Ain’t done shit yet why you acting so accomplished 
That’s your brother why he name you his accomplice  
That ain’t yo friend why you buyin in that nonsense 
I had to tax said they was here for a conference 
Had some concentrate I whipped it in an omelet 
I’m at the intercontinental in the gauntlet 
You got need I got wants that’s a long list 
I don’t need what I want but I want it 

You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the u t most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes
You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the ut most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes

Utmost [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Get get off my di dick fuck a buckle I want riches 
Hand me down lil nigga look you got yo windows tinted 
Think you doing something something wrong wit yo transmission
In the kitchen ima chemist I got wax for my pension 
I ain’t got no dreams or no nightmares
Fuck a 40 oz sippin clear get me right there
I ain’t got no dreams or no nightmares
Fuck a 40 oz sippin brown get me right there

Lil nigga simmer down you are not scared 
Can’t get nothing done when you live in fear 
Hardly wear it down she got long hair 
Gold teeth lookin soft that’s a lot of karats 
My nigga keep it tux but he not married 
The crossover smooth I did not carry 
I can’t touchdown I don’t like air 
Slow play call my cpa and I’m right there 
I ain’t got no dreams or no nightmares 
What you trippin on sweep the leg we don’t fight fare 
Cause it could be ya last fight 
And his soul his left his body from that last right 
Fall back head crack that could be my last breath
My souls left my body from that last left 
I ain’t got no dreams or no nightmares
Fuck a 40 oz sippin brown get me right there

Hold on hold up money line money down I’m winning 
Fuck nigga on Instagram trying flex nigga ye’ain’t living 
Need condo in Ibiza, molly on me they gone eat it up, 
I just got me another zip break it down I’ma beat it up 
Hold on hold up money line money down had to double up, run it up,
Run it up fuck ya belt buckle that’s a hundred bucks, 
Where I’m from that really ain’t no flex you just a mother fuck
Soul left-from that uppercut disrespected didn’t think I’d knuckle up, ain’t it funny now

Moneyline [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Text you that she's driving
When she's really at my crib on autopilot
I should feel sorry but I don't it ain't my fault
It's her decision she don't want ya that ain't my fault
I wonder how I got so heartless over nightfall
You wonder why she only mute it when it's my call
Who is that nigga oh that's me I am a God yeah
And now I see you paranoid I would be yah yah

Unlock my swag, my swag unlock
That addy she yurp she yurp can't talk
She can't talk right now, can't talk
She can't talk right now, can't talk
She can't talk right now, can't talk
She can't talk right now, can't talk
Gave me top, that yurp, can't talk, can't talk
She can't talk right now, can't talk

Woah woah woah
Why you mad she hit my jack that ain't my fault no not at all not at all
Cause I don't press the buttons I don't mean to press your buttons boy 
Thought y'all were in love but you the only one in love lil boy 
My swagger is impeccable incredible 
You can't blame her, she wish I came first whatchu mean lil boy 
What did you mean talking bad on me
Why would you say that bout your dad homie

Unlock my swag, my swag unlock
That addy she yurp she yurp can't talk
She can't talk right now, can't talk
She can't talk right now, can't talk
She can't talk right now, can't talk
She can't talk right now, can't talk
Gave me top, that yurp, can't talk, can't talk
She can't talk right now, can't talk

Unlock [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Fit check baby I look fabulous 
Dirty when I’m skirtin down the avenues 
We gotta talk it out I can’t stay mad at you 
See what you saying if I look at it from yo latitude
Fit check baby I look fabulous 
Dirty when I’m skirtin down the avenues 
We gotta talk it out I can’t stay mad at you 
See what you saying if I look at it from yo latitude

Throw em downright when I double up disastrous 
We fuckin in and out some trouble it attracts to us 
In my head again surprised you haven’t had enough 
In my head again keep fighting with my self doubt 
In my bag now, I think I’m bout to black out 
Fuck a vibe check cracka you’ll get packed out 
In an instant say the word and I might act out
You on insta I’m in first about to back out

Fit check baby I look fabulous 
Dirty when I’m skirtin down the avenues 
We gotta talk it out I can’t stay mad at you 
See what you saying if I look at it from yo latitude
Fit check baby I look fabulous 
Dirty when I’m skirtin down the avenues 
We gotta talk it out I can’t stay mad at you 
See what you saying if I look at it from yo latitude

Oh oh oh yeah that’s radical 
Might Link up with you later shit I have to do
Glad I got outta there they like what happened to him
Fuck small talk can’t go through the motions rather keep movin
You can’t try to track my movements need some time to sleep 
I get worried bout my heart I need some longer sleeves 
I had to lock the world out and make some time to breath 
Fuckin geeked I’m off a bean I guess it’s time to eat 


Fit check baby I look fabulous 
Dirty when I’m skirtin down the avenues 
We gotta talk it out I can’t stay mad at you 
See what you saying if I look at it from yo latitude
Fit check baby I look fabulous 
Dirty when I’m skirtin down the avenues 
We gotta talk it out I can’t stay mad at you 
See what you saying if I look at it from yo latitude

Radical [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Bout to win the sweepstakes
Big cash pot oh my teeth straight 
Yeah my teeth straight
Need at least 8
Said he did a bid that was ebay
Need my bread need my cheesecake
You sittin he waiting on a rebate
Couldn't be me, couldn't be me mane
Sup mate, Sup mate

It's a sweep uh uh it's a sweep mate
Bet you thought this shit was sweet huh
Huh uh uh it ain't sweet uhm
It's a sweep mate, yuh it's a sweep mate
It's a sweep it's a sweep mate
Bet you thought that shit was sweet mane
Naw, uh uh it's ain't sweet uhm
It's sweep when I sweep and I sweep mane

Sweep a nigga leg that's a sweep uh
You all in yo head it ain't that deep
Really ain't that deep ain't that deep
If you really wanna eat ain't that cheap
Sweep a nigga leg now he trippin
I just know that nigga not his friend
I reach back slap a nigga watch my wrist bend 
Please get out my face keep yo distance

It's a sweep uh uh it's a sweep mate
Bet you thought this shit was sweet huh
Huh uh uh it ain't sweet uhm
It's a sweep mate, yuh it's a sweep mate
It's a sweep it's a sweep mate
Bet you thought that shit was sweet mane
Naw, uh uh it's ain't sweet uhm
It's sweep when I sweep and I sweep mane

Sweepstakes [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Give me two pair I really like those 
Wear em out the sto I’m at the catacomb 
My momma say she got that at home 
Catch me at the park ima bat it home
Give me two pair I really like those 
I might see where the night goes 
Playmaker lemme me ISO 
Came a long way since white gold 

Still the same nigga you go Kanye for these white folks it’s a shame nigga 
Might switch it up to my government make you say my whole name 
Funny how that money make some forget where they came 
Can’t forget when you came from dummy 
Fee fi fo fum
 
Give me two pair I really like those 
Wear em out the sto I’m at the catacomb 
My momma say she got that at home 
Catch me at the park Ima bat it home
Give me two pair I really like those 
Came a long way since high school 

Maybe not so much had an adderall with my Thai food now I’m outta touch 
Is it adding up, I really miss my niggas but I’m still stuck
Still fuck a piggie nigga got yo back like our heals touch, 
Ain’t seen you in a minute bet I pop up when it’s real clutch 
Got a doctorate in cheffin kid you gotta get yo meals up 

Give me two pair I really like those 
Wear em out the sto I’m at the catacomb 
My momma say she got that at home 
Catch me at the park ima bat it home
Give me two pair I really like those 
Wear em out the sto I’m at the catacomb 
My momma say she got that at home 
Catch me at the park ima bat it home

Funny how niggas be fakes, love in yo face, 
Behind yo back and it’s hate 
Funny how niggas need stakes to make a play it should be part of the day 
Funny how niggas say funny how 
Guess I gotta get my money now 
Guess I gotta get my ass up 
Gotta get my cash up 
It’s paddy wack can’t throw my ass in no paddy wagon that can’t happen 
I was going fast not that fast nigga slowed down but I’m still haven it
Low gravity when I slide thru don’t let your feet touch the ground 
It ain’t lava but down there they keep your problems safe and sound 
Might have to pay them a visit for a week, 
Can’t say I could stay straight edge talk is too cheap 
The rhythm when it play with my head and make speech 
Homonyms my brother nem my family have to eat 

Give me two pair I really like those 
Give me two pair I really like em
I need two pair

Iso [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
I need the bag, what you mean? I got the moves ay
Rather take my chance before it's too late
Slide the roof when I shoot like I'm Boucher
You hatin oh that suites you how's the koolaid?
Ain't nothing taste just quite how all that goop tastes
And I've been flexing every day I feel like Luke Cage 
I feel like Lu Cain
Funny how yo dude can't do what I can

Skeeter, I feel like skeeter, I feel like skeeter
Meter, she paid the meter, it's nice to meet her
Fever, she got that fever, she got thst fever
Read her, it's hard to read her, it's hard to read her
Home run I feel like Derek, I feel like Jeter
So what, I feel like Eric, I got my beeper
Yuh, I got my beep on me right now
Really I got more than what you see on me right now

It's really more than what you see
Lil nigga I'm just tryna eat
It's really more than what you see
Cause baby we just tryna eat eat eat
It's really more than what you see
Lil nigga I'm just tryna eat
It's really more than what you see
Cause baby we just tryna eat eat eat

Luke Cage [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Damn, I got more than what you see like right now
Damn, you some different niggas when the lights out
Damn, I can't really play with you you fuckin round
Damn, better now forgive em when they gun me down
Damn, I got more than what you see like right now
Damn, you some different niggas when the lights out
Damn, I can't really play with you you fuckin round
Damn, better now forgive em when they gun me down

You, who the fuck is you? 
Get the fuck from round me
I don't know you niggas no you aint my family 
Can it be?
Get the fuck from round me baby get down on your knees
It might be too late I don't know if God can save ya
Shit I need the bag, got the bag, I could weigh it up 
Say what? Say what you should say sumn
Say sumn? If you say it you should play dumb 

Damn, I got more than what you see like right now
Damn, you some different niggas when the lights out
Damn, I can't really play with you you fuckin round
Damn, better now forgive em when they gun me down
Damn, I got more than what you see like right now
Damn, you some different niggas when the lights out
Damn, I can't really play with you you fuckin round
Damn, better now forgive em when they gun me down

Right Now [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
I look good I look good and you know it and you know it
You look good you look good and you know it  and you know it
I look good I look good and you know it and you know it
You look good you look good and you know it and you know it

Ennie meanie minnie mo I said mo I need mo 
Mo money mo tree mo dope let it go 
Let it go, I need sleep, I need drink, I need hope
need some sun I need some I need something 
I’m too low 

Hacienda flex I’ll see the sun again I know it 
That's really too much energy I'm sweating through my closes
I’m the flower boy nigga way too many roses 
Just a day job little money had to go get 

I look good I look good and you know it and you know it 
You look good you look good and you know it  and you know it
I look good and you know it and you know it and you know it 
You look good and you know it and you know it and you know it

And you know it, ATM loaded up let’s get loaded 
What the hold up, 
Shit I hope this movies almost over 
I really to preoccupied to focus
But this shit is really bogus 
And it ain’t even distracting me disasters that I hosted 

I’m just posted 
Tesla want the roadster 
Where is yo respect put yo drink on coaster 
She said I do too much but I’d rather do the most 
First things first buy the house on the coast 
Damn if I do baby damned I don’t 
Hating on me couple grams to the dome 
I don’t know you niggas and I don’t care what you on 
Damn if I do might as well do what I want 

I look good I look good and you know it and you know it 
You look good you look good and you know it  and you know it
I look good and you know it and you know it and you know it 
You look good and you know it and you know it and you know it

You Know It [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Spin the block,yeah spin the block uhh spin the block 
No I’m not looking for my ops tryn to dodge the cops 
Fern flop, had a royal flush from the first flop 
Course not I can’t tolerate all of that church talk 
Spin the block,yeah spin the block uhh spin the block 
No I’m not looking for my ops tryn to dodge the cops
Fern flop, had a royal flush from the first flop 
Course not, I can’t tolerate all of that church talk 

First off, first things first could be worse off 
Church talk don’t believe in god but I water walk 
Big cap ain’t got no VVSs that’s alotta talk 
Not at all, how could I have an issue I don’t know y’all 
Water fall down on me its a new day
Second off can’t be satisfied with getting second place 
Not at all, gone have to run it back I need a second game 
Told yo ass I’d get you back I knew it, said respect the name 

Spin the block,yeah spin the block uhh spin the block 
No I’m not looking for my ops tryn to dodge the cops 
Fern flop, had a royal flush from the first flop 
Course not I can’t tolerate all of that church talk 
Spin the block,yeah spin the block uhh spin the block 
No I’m not looking for my ops tryn to dodge the cops
Fern flop, had a royal flush from the first flop 
Course not, I can’t tolerate all of that church talk 

Fuck a cop I don’t give a damn about no rorshack 
Pour that, feel like I need a shot I put like four back 
Record that redo it in the morning so they understand 
My homie throw balls of the soft so he pitch it to em underhand 
...Sometimes it feel like I won’t ever see a hundred grand
Money bag, I stay in the yo until the sun is back 
Run it back, Andrew Wiggins I play when I feel like it 
Just some shit that I don’t hate don’t mean I still like it

Spin the block,yeah spin the block uhh spin the block 
No I’m not looking for my ops tryn to dodge the cops 
Fern flop, had a royal flush from the first flop 
Course not I can’t tolerate all of that church talk 
Spin the block,yeah spin the block uhh spin the block 
No I’m not looking for my ops tryn to dodge the cops
Fern flop, had a royal flush from the first flop 
Course not, I can’t tolerate all of that church talk

Spin The Block [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
They can say what they want I mind my business 
Least I don’t do too much for your attention 
You can call me what you want but I ain’t extra
Call me what you want.. just don’t call me broke 

Some days you know I don’t wanna but I gotta roll
You can’t get caught slipping, do not pass go 
Do not collect the bag, collect them fees though
Possessed by these possessions now that they feasible 
I’d rather not get mad let’s just be reasonable 
Can’t get lost in my emotions, rest my goals upon my conscience, 
Think you holier than thou 
Shalt not kill if I can’t concentrate
kill the noise and isolate 
You Lonely but I can’t relate 

They can say what they want I mind my business 
Least I don’t do too much for your attention 
You can call me what you want but I ain’t extra
Call me what you want.. just don’t call me broke 

The day that hell broke loose 
Say you want it
But you afraid of elbow juice 
And to be honest 
You gotta get yo 10,000 in anyways 
And even if you don’t get 10 you gon find its not a waste
I can’t do it for a taste,
I can’t be no fiend again, 
Bet yo ass I need a pen to sign this check 
That I can cash casually as you were 
Sir I swear I went the speed already smoked up all my weed
Write the fuckin ticket got somewhere I need to be
Right now, right now, right now I'm in my head
Right now I can't concentrate

Off N On [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
I’m like good luck 
Throw yo hood up 
Can’t be beefin with nobody man that’s too much 
Man I’m too clutch 
Ball team that’s the clan fuck a klu klux 
Don’t give two fucks
I don’t give two fucks
Man I’m booted up
Booted up
Lil momma got me memorized the way she toot it up
This ain't new to us
Why you actin' like this game is fucking new to us?
This really ain't new to us
Out in Budapest
Why you actin like you know when you don't know the rest?
Uon know my fucking story you could hold your breath
Why you tryna keep up with me you gon drown in that
 
In my bag, in my bag, In my bag huh 
In my bag, yes I guess I'm in my bag
In my bag, in my bag, In my bag huh 
In my bag, yes I guess I'm in my bag

In my bag
My demeanor got em mad 
Didn’t mean it oh my bad
I guess I’m in my bag 
I guess I'm in my bag guess I'm really booted up
Really booted up, guess I'm really booted up

Guess I'm really booted
I guess I'm really booted
You know what the vibe is
You see what the mood is
I bet you think you ballin
You really just a unic 
I love it when you call me 
It make me feel so human
Yeah I heard a couple songs and I guess he shop at neiman
Ion think we met, you would know me when you see me
Yeah I guess that's right, I guess you were on that GG
Feel like Steph Curry yeah we go up for that 3 peat

In my bag
My demeanor got em mad 
Didn’t mean it oh my bad
I guess I’m in my bag 
I guess I'm in my bag guess I'm really booted up
Really booted up, guess I'm really booted up

Booted  [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Money bag, max contract, yeah I want that
Behind the back, how I dish the rock no contest
Be honest, protect the based god pay homage,
I'm on it, Ballteam shit up in my laundry 
Dirty, I can't touch that it look to dirty
Jerseys, bout to put the name up on some jerseys
Herbie, Herbie Hancock future shock 
Did it early, where I got my style I did it early


I need some more love 
I need some more 
I came down in something regular need that foreign
Gotta get my bands up I need some more 
Oh that’s yo mans huh? I can’t ignore it 
I need some more love 
I need some more 
I came down in something regular need that forgeign
Gotta get my bands up I need some more 
Oh that’s yo mans huh? I can’t ignore it 

4K when I play the game this shit look so pristine 
I don’t get sick my antibodies looking at you mean 
Big dope what I’m smoking all organic when I bleed
It’s too early in the morning drinking coffee can not eat 
I’m not hungry but I’m hungry for some money hurt my stummy 
Was feeling great, then you woke up feeling bummy 
Just a nap That’s a wrap put the team up on my back
That’s my dog he can’t nod need more milligrams than that 

I need some more love 
I need some more 
I came down in something regular need that foreign
Gotta get my band up I need some more 
Oh that’s you mans huh I can’t ignore it 
I need some more love 
I need some more 
I came down in something regular need that foreign
Gotta get my band up I need some more 
Oh that’s yo mans huh? I can’t ignore it