"Bodies" lyrics

"Bodies"
(feat. Pooh Shiesty)

(AyoJarii, that shit go too crazy)
That shit go too crazy, Jarii
Let's get it
Ayy
Gang (Ayy, gang)

You ain't never slid up on a block, you ain't catch a body
I was sellin' pounds in the trenches, feedin' everybody (I did)
Zoowop wanna catch a homi' (He do)
Niggas tryna plot around me (They do)
You must be high, you off of molly
Take his face, they cannot stop me (Boom, boom)
Foenem thirsty, catch a body (Gang, gang)
Body, body, body, body (Body, boom, boom)
Fuck a truce, ain't no sorry (Yeah, gang)
Ride with hundreds in a 'Rari
Bullets hot just like a sauna (They hot)
I am innocent, your honor (I am)
I was taught to keep it on the low and never tell nobody (Yeah)

You be cappin', where you at?
Explorer page, internet
He know that I'ma get him next (Boom)
Take his face, hit the net (Grrah)
I be with the killers' killer killers, do you understand me? (I do)
Shootin' at the crib and at your opps, do you love your family?
See 'em loafin', that's a free throw
Ran it up with my lil' 'migos
I was hustlin', duckin' people
Sixteen sixes on the Regal
Don't get me mad 'cause I get evil (I do)
It get dirty, we not equal
Fuck 'em up and make 'em sorry
We real niggas, not no artists

You ain't never slid up on a block, you ain't catch a body
I was sellin' pounds in the trenches, feedin' everybody (I did)
Zoowop wanna catch a homi' (He do)
Niggas tryna plot around me (They do)
You must be high, you off of molly
Take his face, they cannot stop me (Boom, boom)
Foenem thirsty, catch a body (Gang, gang)
Body, body, body, body (Body, boom, boom)
Fuck a truce, ain't no sorry (Yeah, gang)
Ride with hundreds in a 'Rari
Bullets hot just like a sauna (They hot)
I am innocent, your honor (I am, ayy, blrrrd, blrrrd)
I was taught to keep it on the low and never tell nobody (Blrrrd, Big Blrrrd)

7.62s flyin' and Shiesty down to pop out, I'm hittin' everybody (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
And I can tell you never shook nobody (Nope)
They know we known for murders and robberies
Take one call, I make Doodie Lo pull up with school buses and Wock', Wock' (Ayy)
And when you book CG, we showin' up (Showin' up)
Count the backend before we run up (Yeah, yeah)
Ain't no searchin' me, I ain't tuckin' shit (Nope), I got this bitch right in my pocket (Blrrrd)
Got them choppers out, I play it dangerous, one up top, I ain't gotta cock it (Pussy)
Some demons dripped in Palm Angels, Striker truck, new Maserati
And you would think these members bang the five, never fold, they gon' keep it solid, blrrrd

You ain't never slid up on a block (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd), you ain't catch a body (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
I was sellin' pounds in the trenches, feedin' everybody (I did, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Zoowop wanna catch a homi' (He do)
Niggas tryna plot around me (They do)
You must be high, you off of molly
Take his face, they cannot stop me (Boom, boom)
Foenem thirsty, catch a body (Gang, gang)
Body, body, body, body (Body, boom, boom)
Fuck a truce, ain't no sorry (Yeah, gang)
Ride with hundreds in a 'Rari
Bullets hot just like a sauna (They hot)
I am innocent, your honor (I am)
I was taught to keep it on the low and never tell nobody (Yeah)


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