Bodybag

(Nino what up)
[Intro]
Yeah
Hunchos
Rich Slime
Blood in Blood out
Gang

[Verse: Fluhkunxhkos]
Straight drop got junkies at my door beatin' it out the hinges
Lunch line wrapped around my block, nigga, bome and get it
You ain't never gotta ask me where I'm at, nigga, I'm in the kitchen
'Course I can pull off 'fore raisin' a ticket
Been up on this shit, you fuck niggas ain't with it
This micro AR hit yo' ass from a distance
Nigga tried to diss me, now that fuck nigga missin'
If I gotta pop out I ain't leavin' no witness
I ain't leavin' no victim everybody get hit
Hop out that foreign and blam
Free my brothers out that motherfuckin' can
Niggas talk down but lowkey they be fans
Bitch we ridin' with two sticks and four Glocks in this van
Fuck on your bitch and break her for them bands
Then pour up with my plug we drop Wock' when we land
I was just on front street, servin' Molly Santan
Nigga play with the gang and get murdered for bands
Yappa on me, fuck it nigga lets shoot it out
If I gotta drive down, bro, just know I'ma air it out
I don't give a fuck about you and your wear abouts
Rappin' ass nigga, keep my name out yo' mouth (for real)

(Fuck nigga, How the fuck im boming nigga
Rich slime global gang shit
Blood in blood out
Yeah free the gang
Ey ninó what the fuck brackin', gang?)

[Verse 2: Fluhkunxhkos]
Young nigga, bitch, I still gang bang
Block boy, bitch, I still slang 'caine
Fuck a nigga bitch and pass her to the gang
Lame ass nigga, know he can't hang
Catch him down bad, now that boy a stain
Catch a opp lackin', put one in his brain
Long live my brother Lucane
Hop out that foreign with that yappa and hang
You niggas ain't gang, nigga, fuck what you bang
Nigga mention my name bet he die the same day
Glocks, AR's, Barettas and Drac's
Ain't no way you can hide, nigga you are not safe
Body Bag Gang, bitch, we aim for the face
Bitch I knock your ass off and I won't leave no trace
Last nigga claim he want smoke, got erased
Last nigga claim he want smoke, he got ate