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pranav.wav - clique clique bang lyrics

b+tch i’m god
always been him
dissect his body from chest to the limb
imma ruin your life imma take what is mine
and to you that’s sad but to me that’s fine
oh you wanna talk
you gon get a blade through yo chest
i’m a god
run up with the k’s and the vest
for the flock
holo put a hole in his chest
you a bot
oh you want the smoke that a bet

oh my god

you don’t want the smoke you jus wanna die
run up with a with a saw blade imma take yo eye
imma sew a mask catch a k!ll in disguise
make you drink gasoline til he bloat and he die

we are not friends not now not ever
take a n+gga head if he thinkin he clever
opps all predictable they pourin like the weather
when sh+t get difficult i am applying pressure
rip rip rippin out yo t++th
and i’m cuttin up the spleen
into itty bitty pieces, i don’t need a reason
doom is what i’m seekin
you are what i’m eatin
i don’t want peace, i just wanna leave you bleedin
rippin out yo t++th
and i’m cuttin up the spleen
into itty bitty pieces i don’t need a reason
doom is what i’m seekin
you are what i’m eatin
i don’t want peace i just wanna leave you bleedin

b+tch i’m god
always been him
dissect his body from chest to the limb
imma ruin your life imma take what is mine
and to you that’s sad but to me that’s fine
leave it be
cause i left how i want it
now you see you a p+wn in my socket
make you bleed for m’s in my pocket
got 3gs and a glock in my pocket

i don’t wanna listen n+ggas i don’t wanna talk
we got autos and a semi n+gga holo on the mop
i don’t even wanna see you n+gga watch out where you walk
and i pray that you keep talkin n+gga make you swallow rocks
clique clique bang let the stick bang make his body rot
ribcage catch a replace cause i shoot a lot
insane i am not sane i don’t talk a lot
b+tch made and a bit round cause you eat a lot

run up with the shootas and we neva gonna miss
if you think that we are playin you should try and take a hint
and i know you ain’t about it cause you always been a b+tch
back 2 back always crying but could never make a hit

i had 52 and now i have anotha 20 more more
you are 52, you can’t fit your stomach through your door
i had 52 and now i have anotha 20 more more
you are 52, you can’t fit your stomach through your door

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