[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Clash, all I do is clash
Sipping lean and taking mollys man
I like my drugs to clash
Clash, all I do is clash
If you walking I’m gonna splash you
And if I see you we gonna clash
Clash, all I do is clash
Mix the poochie with the Gucci
I don’t like my clothes to match
Clash, all my shit be clashing
I hate haters with a passion
I see it when we smashing

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Clashing, clashing, all my niggas clashing
Past around that thrax man
You know these niggas thraxin'
Niggas got killed yesterday
I don’t know what happened
Playing games with Gucci
Man snitchin', turned into fashion
I just started of rapping
Never stop trapping
Custer Ave finest nigga
You can call me papi
You can call me daddy
Cause I use to serve ya mami
Gucci Mane your gangster
I got grams instead of Grammys
Run through some valleys
And my cutlass super reckless
Hold that crystal had to worries
And my niggas set the damage
Talk my niggas on
And the hood couldn’t even handle it
These niggas I role with will kill these niggas in your family
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