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not klyde - bih god bih squad lyrics

[intro: not klyde]

huh

[chorus: not klyde]

big god
got a big god
i tell all my big problems
“got a big god”
big squad
look at my big squad
i tell all my problems, yeah
“look at my big squad”

[verse 1: not klyde]

i say, got a big god
you don’t really want it
i’ma go and flash it
i put 39 right on a casket
bustdown, only ap
it’s classes, finna run up my percentage
zaamwe told me to rrr
yeshua told me to live it
got a big god
run up the block, not gonna lock
leave it and drop, do it a lot
get you a count of that spiritual guap
dip in the guac, do it a lot
demon, they flop, demon, they flop
run at the hip, run it a lot
got a big god, yeah, i got a big god, yeh
[chorus: not klyde]

big god
got a big god
i tell all my big problems
“got a big god”
big squad
look at my big squad
i tell all my problems, yeah
“look at my big squad”

[verse 2: rhomar jessy]

yeah, huh
big god, uh
got a big squad, uh
one side let it go make him drop to the floor
that glow done got him like
huh uh, iced out to the wrist, huh uh
shoot and never miss, huh uh
we from the bottom like b+tthole
pick and then roll
cut bass line, la up, i run half+court
and they shrug
mind+state gold, they draymond
now they vindicate us all, but i’m love, uh
finna get the strap on the tour, la
finna get the clamps on the land in the a
content letter like bentleys, yuh
hand a couple [?] yuh
[chorus: not klyde]

big god
got a big god
i tell all my big problems
“got a big god”
big squad
look at my big squad
i tell all my problems, yeah
“look at my big squad,” i say woo

[verse 3: skrip]

i got a big god
y’all don’t really want it
rollin’ with the mob
got that ghost, i’m haunted (boo!)
whole squad makin’ moves
we don’t read yo’ comments
nothin’ left to lose
we know who our god is
whole squad
on the new edition
new whip
look like science fiction
but i won’t sell my soul
for these addictions
all my problems
bowin’ to submission, listen
i sling up the track and i’m throwin’ them stones
feelin’ like david, i’ll aim for the dome
you judgin’ a lot, but you not on the throne
before you address me, just work on yo’ tone
young tchaikovsky
so my repertoire is classical
all they supernatural
i just keep it factual, yeah
(facts, facts, facts, facts)
you outta luck, yeah
i’m livin’ blessed, yeah
you are the bucks
i’ma sow seed, yeah
you livin’ stuck
i’m goin’ up, i’m goin’ up
i’m goin’ up, yeah, yeah, yeah

- not klyde lyrics

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