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mr. maceo - click lyrics

[intro: lil jack, yung koke]
i better make every f+ckin’ vein, flow to strain the pain, i live [] the brain
can i hit the ‘caine? can i get a drain? (hold up, mane, hit, mane)

[verse 1: lil jack]
i’m seeing you motherf+ckers head blow up, their face throw up
we sick, a psychopathic schizophrenic with the mind of a white boy
fill a n+gga, bullets bustin’ through their window
hit a n+gga, take one straight through the trunk to the temple, uh
beat a n+gga bl++dy, then we bury his body
on top of the bodies, that’s buried on top of the other bodies
n0body knows, kickin’ in doors, everybody goes, friends or foes, including the hoes
hostage n+gga, watch this innocent k!lled, gonna take all of your sh+t, then i [?] some wigs
feel hallucinations, peel off n+ggas faces, cases
n+gga really ain’t sh+t to us, the placed b+tches, whatever, we ain’t scared to bust
we ain’t scared to rush, we in a meditated situation
got us losin’ our patience, picture another motherf+ckin’ assassination

[verse 2: yung koke]
i’m gone, it’s on, it’s on, it’s on, it’s on
flippin’ like a pen+phone, if it’s on, it’s on
i’m blasting ’til he gone, left alone, left alone
dead and done, f+ck the right and wrong
roastin’ and toastin’, i ain’t scared to touch you, murk ya like a motherf+cking murderer in the rain
sw+ngin’ back from yo’ brain, i’m goin’ insane, that n+gga lil’ wayne, that n+gga they call the ‘caine
a ludicrous, picture the madman, cl!ckin’, tickin’ like a motherf+cking time+bomb, finna blow up
i ain’t givin’ a f+ck, any n+gga corrupt, i got some n+ggas that too buck, tryin’ to get yo’ ass up
give us the gun, crazy at you motherf+ckers out here, how did i k!ll at will?
faker than fake, you need a shake, you claim you real, you just a n+gga tryin’ to learn the deal
let me flip into another timeframe back in the day, sw+ngin’ the ‘caine when i was small on the street
sweep your ass off off your feet, i leave you dead in yo’ sleep, bloodied up sheets, watch yo’ family, we
[chorus: yung koke]
i’m ’bout to cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
i’m ’bout to cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
i’m ’bout to cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
i’m ’bout to cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
i’m ’bout to cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
cl!ck in this b+tch
[outro: yung koke]
manson n+ggas y’all n+ggas had to diss
i leave you dead in a ditch, i leave you dead in a ditch
manson n+ggas y’all n+ggas had to diss
i leave you dead in a ditch, i leave you dead in a ditch
manson n+ggas y’all n+ggas had to diss
i leave you dead in a ditch, i leave you dead in a ditch

- mr maceo lyrics

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