Cat Clark, Mega - Bang Lyrics

My truth is my weapon
I let it bang
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With gold on my chain
Our freedom’s a blessing
I let it bang
Truth is my weapon
I let it bang

Run it up, run it up
Paper chase
Gunnin’ for ya
Coming for the crown
We ain’t never stepping down
Picture us, in the cut
All designer, one of one
You can never stop this shine, we gonna shut it down
I’m’a run laps round all you rats
Get the cheese fast
Still make that last
Ain’t nobody touching us
Wrist too fast
Told these boys eat dust
Hittin’ licks too fast
Run it up, run it up
We don’t ever backtrack
Gunning for the gold
We ain’t never going back
Picture us in the cut, eating shrimp, living lavish
All my chains are gold; all your jewellery brass

My truth is my weapon
I let it bang
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With gold on my chain

Our freedom’s a blessing
I let it bang
Truth is my weapon
I let it bang

Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist on gold
Vroom, vroom, best believe my whip’s on go
Stacking all this chicken got it stuck in my throat
And stuffing all these turkeys
’Bout to serve to my folks
Talking to my dog he said I’m sick, stay in bed
This chicken on my plate gon’ make me big in the head
That’s the one condition that I chose to obtain
I split it up with my people, now we all sick in the brain
Designer purses and watches, now we all living so flawless
Never made sense not to live like this
Yes, I been hitting my quota, ain’t even been to my office
I’m’a have it all, make ’em say my name

My truth is my weapon
I let it bang
Viewer discretion
With gold on my chain
Our freedom’s a blessing
I let it bang
Truth is my weapon
I let it bang
I let it bang
I let it bang
I let it bang
I let it bang
My truth is my weapon
I let it bang
Viewer discretion
With gold on my chain
Our freedom’s a blessing
I let it bang
Truth is my weapon
I let it bang