​bodies

[Intro]
(Hahaha, that's what I thought)

[Verse 1: bugs]
Like, I'm sorry, if you keep on looking at me, I'ma catch a body
Glock 43X gon' make him dance like it's a party
How we make the same amount of money, but you forty?
Bitch, when I'm your age (Hold up), I'm finna be up in a Porschey (Ah-ah-ah)
Bitch, I'm at your job, bitch, I'm at your crib (Ah-ah-ah)
And I got a Glock with a fucking switch (Ah, ah-ah-ah)
Aim that bitch at you, aim it at your clique (Ah-ah-ah)
I don't give a fuck who I fucking hit
I'm up in the backseat with your girl, she give me face (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got that lil' bitch swimming like she finna hit some race (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If he talking [?] with the K (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma leave his body cold like he was up in space (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Okay, huh? How you double my age, but you still my fuckin' son?
If I squeeze that trigger, then you better fuckin' run
I ain't gettin' paid for this, I'm killing you for fun
I know my bitch want me, she gon' eat my ass for lunch (Yo, we're listening to your music right now)

[Verse 2: Zephyrxd]
They won't talk down, it's alright
I just looked down at my neck, bitch, it's so bright
T-Try to step up to me, you don't got the right
I been on my [?] shit, I don't play 'bout [?]
Baby, are you down, down, down, down, down, down?
I've been hearing 'bout what they sayin' around town
All I see is red, then you better start a countdown
They wanted their own, guess it's time to bring a [?]
[?] found out
Burnt out (Burnt out)

[Verse 3: Skrena]
I ain't pay for shit so you know I gotta steal
I buy it in full, so I gotta crack a seal
I don't smoke the regular, you know that this shit kill
Turn around, yeah, I'll catch you in the field
Trick the club up with [?] by his side
They gon' catch us, baby, now you gotta hide
This bitch wildin', but I know that she ain't mine
Semi-automatic, one of a kind
I ain't pay for shit so you know I gotta steal
I buy it in full, so I gotta crack a seal
I don't smoke the regular, you know that this shit kill
Turn around, yeah, I'll catch you in the field
You on the same shit, you a lame bitch
I go up now and you ain't shit
I needed a pretty [?] then we feel sick
Turn 'em all around now, everyday shit

[Outro]
Six million ways to die, choose one