Bodybags (feat. Grizz)

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Niggas ain't playin wit guns
This ain't for fun
You see that we packin you run
Niggas ain't trappin for fun
They cappin for fun
If you ain't packin you dumb
They takin ya snacks and ya crumbs
Ain't  takin no chances
Gon aim at ya top
Talk out ya neck
And I'm aiming the glock
Learnin ya schedule
Surveyin ya spots
His people's dead gave me the drop
It got me thinkin a lot
Was takin some snaps in ya spot
Ain't feelin these bums
We ain't onna block
If you live thru the shots
Might die from a clot
Niggas be mad the shade is a plot
But they still watchin me
Faster than bots
Fly till I die
Ain't gotta go extra
OT wit Shiloh
For money investments
Kick in the door
Man f*ck a recession
Servin out beef
Like a fuckin concession
You make in a week
What I make in a morning
Moves on the low
So they thinkin he boring
You don't belong
They take ya belongings
The money is passive
They takin extortions
You speakin on shit
Then you makin it real
Ain't tryna be anxious
You makin me kill
Ain't tryna be talkin
Ain't makin no scrill
Keep me some papers
Ain't takin no pills
Shouldn't be broke
If you ain't got no bills
Makin the sale
Cuz it pay for my meal
Thoughts about burnin him
Gave me some chills
You playin the crib
Then they think of you still
Death on arrival I gave em the steel
Born wit a legacy kept it a trill
Play me for pussy
Then I'm takin it so far
Need what I want
Ain't takin no o-r's
Speak of the birds
Imma hit em wit crowbars
Plottin on the murder
Sittin low in a low car
Gun below the belt
But I gave em a clean hit
Lookin for a stain
It's about to get cleaned quick
Ain't got a drill
Better ride wit a clean stick
Expect the unexpected
Better ride wit a clean dick
Not really trustin
It's easy to trust em
Keepin my cool
Cuz it's easy to dust em
He don't want beef
Think he vegan or suttn
And he too little
It's easy to truck em
You could send a beat
Send a hit imma body that
Never see the boss wit a Bitch
If her body wack
Show me what it is nigga
Ain't tryna loligag
Poppin tech 9s
Puttin bodies in body bags

Pull the gang in get the huddle
Body bag no muscle
Do it for ya mans
For the bands
Running man got the hustle
Been at the game for weeks
Grinding man no sleep
Keep it tucked
Hoodie up
Competition they weak
Now who the f*ck do you think you is
Flipping packs on my street
Grab a gun run forest run
Watch him trip on his feet
Show his fam that closed casket
Send flowers so sweet
Know that burner it teach lessons Watch me turn up that heat
My son
Watch it We stay moving
Steady beat stay grooving
Yo face disapproving
Oh well I been boo'd some
I ain't never lose once
Ego it just boost up
When I spit the crew hush
Setting sights cuz you sus
Aw man there ain't no excuse
Up in the booth you a lame
F*ck you thought ain't come easy Shit a life ain't a game
Speed past up in da coupe
Sip hundred proof switch lanes
This no cap
I pray to god for Lady Luck
And she came
You could say it all nonsense
I say money's not object
Fill up my life with projects
Fill up my wallet and I flex
By giving back to the real ones
Who been there since day one
And if you think you earned that Then speak up and say sum'n

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