Chorus: Fuck wit my clique, go bye bye, fuck wit my dick, bitch take it, fuck wit my clip, just eat it, fuck with my time, we fly by. Fuck wit my clique, go bye bye, fuck wit my dick, bitch take it, fuck wit my clip, just eat it, fuck with my time, we fly by. Wowe, uowe, uowe, ou. Wowe, uowe, uowe, ou. Fuck wit my clique, go bye bye, fuck wit my dick, bitch take it, fuck wit my clip, just eat it, fuck with my time, we fly by. Fuck wit my clique, go bye bye, fuck wit my dick, bitch take it, fuck wit my clip, just eat it, fuck with my time, we fly by.
Verse: Cold from the perimeter, I'm counting every miss, so many bricks for every court side fiend mistress, or a field digger with their eyes on fictional bliss, whatever that is, they keep in touch with those reality fibs. Boom bap at a door of locomotive drivers, the train has been active since a metaphorical December. Hot rails at the surface, are hard to grip for self proclaimed non-prima-donnas, inflation inflation, balloon shaped souls, almost blob like glittered in gold.
Verse: Old glitches appear with want to connect to the little chill splinters, of course winter created bricks with splinters, targeted summer bliss at the point of a certain gist. Under a tree they kissed, as the world missed Mr & Mrs just to jerk it to pseudo-chaotic men. But to be human means to hope for bones instead of pens holding you together until a quick end. Loco logos cover the walls of the queasy hot head foes & meanies, inflation inflation, balloon shaped souls, almost blob like glittered in gold.
Chorus: Fuck wit my clique, go bye bye, fuck wit my dick, bitch take it, fuck wit my clip, just eat it, fuck with my time, we fly by. Fuck wit my clique, go bye bye, fuck wit my dick, bitch take it, fuck wit my clip, just eat it, fuck with my time, we fly by. Wowe, uowe, uowe, ou. Wowe, uowe, uowe, ou. Fuck wit my clique, go bye bye, fuck wit my dick, bitch take it, fuck wit my clip, just eat it, fuck with my time, we fly by. Fuck wit my clique, go bye bye, fuck wit my dick, bitch take it, fuck wit my clip, just eat it, fuck with my time, we fly by.
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