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bandlab warriors - susan7 lyrics

[intro: susan7]
tryna clone me (7)
tryna to clo−
tryna clone me (7)
(n*gga)

[verse: susan7]
n*ggas tryna clone me, n*ggas tryna bite bruh
why you talkin sh*t when, you ain′t do it right bruh (team*f*cking*seven)
n*ggas tryna clone me, n*ggas tryna bite bruh
n*ggas tryna clone me, n*ggas tryna*
why you talkin sh*t when, you ain’t do it right bruh
ion fw you cuz you is a b*tch bruh
ion*ion fw you cuz you is a b*tch bruh
talk on the net when*
talk*talk on the net when*
talk*
talk on the net when you ain’t on sh*t bruh
you ain’t got a job bro you ain’t got no money
you is a broke b*tch yo gang lookin bummy
you is a broke b*tch yo gang lookin bummy
you is a broke b*tch yo gang lookin bummy
you is a broke b*tch yo gang lookin bummy
can’t mix for sh*t and yall n*ggas still on bandlab
can’t mix for sh*t and yall n*ggas still on bandlab
can’t mix for sh*t and yall n*ggas still on bandlab
i’m tryna sneak up in there but i can’t laugh
un vindu mina, you ain’t got no mana (f*ggot)
give yo lil b*tch dis d*mn d*ck like i’m santa
that ain’t no wock lil boy that’s jus some fanta
you talkin sh*t when you needa get yo bands up
run down on yo block boy go and get yo mans up
i’m off da gas ion know which strain
f*ck behelits man yall n*ggas arе some lames
yall n*ggas way to ass bruh and yall sound the samе
pass that b*tch to jayne
[bridge]
(7)

[verse: jayne7]
caught you talkin sh*t now we pull up to yo*
caught*caught
caught you talkin sh*t now we pull up to yo place*
caught you talkin sh*t now we pull up to yo place*place place place
hold on, you told him “k!ll yourself, while your mom watches”?
caught you talkin sh*t now we pull up to yo place
talkin on my clique we put a bullet thru his brain
when i’m done wit him i leave his head up on a plate
closest homie to you told me all yo sh*t was lame
askin’ for a preset man this sh*t won’t hit the same
smokin’ on yo mix and yo clique is f*ckin lame
smokin*smokin’ on yo mix and yo clique is f*ckin lame
smokin’ on yo mix and yo clique is f*ckin lame
smokin’ on yo mix and yo clique is f*ckin lame
smokin’ on yo mix−
caught you talkin sh*t now we pull up to yo place
talkin on my clique we put a bullet thru his brain
when i’m done with him i leave his head up on a plate
closest homie to you told me all yo sh*t was lame
askin for a preset man this sh*t won’t hit the same
smokin on yo mix and yo clique is f*ckin lame
smokin*smokin on yo mix and yo clique is f*ckin lame
yeah
smokin on yo mix and yo clique is f*ckin lame
[outro: susan7]
you is a broke b*tch yo gang lookin bummy
can’t mixx for sh*t and yall n*ggas still on bandlab
can’t mixx for sh*t and yall n*ggas still on bandlab
can’t mixx for sh*t and yall*
can’t mixx for sh*t and yall n*ggas still on bandlab

- susan7 lyrics

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