BODYCOUNT

[Hook: BROC $TEEZY]
No way, you ain’t running up today
No way, you ain’t ever fucking safe
Yea way, got these drugs up in my brain
No way, you a pussy boy, u lame

[Verse 1: BROC $TEEZY]
No way, you ain’t running up today
No way, you ain’t ever fucking safe
Yea, way, got these drugs up in my brain
No way, you a pussy boy, u lame
I’m all about the kill to win (yo man down)
Pick his guts up off the hot concrete (too late now)
Hear the opps, we better hit that whip (we give no fucks now) Grab his homie pop the fuckin' trunk (you fucked now)

Grab the pump, you get slumped, body dumped, in the trenches, bitch
Aye, you ain’t banging, you just talking, all this nonsense shit
You wish you gang, you cannot hang, the fuck you talkin' 'bout

[Verse 2: ZED MILLER]
You don’t, want it, pussy, duck
You don’t, want it, test yo, luck
You don’t, want it
You don’t

Drag the bodies out
Watch the body count

Lil pagan, bitch, it’s nothing imma cut 'em down
Unholy invocation got em fucking shaking now
I heard you talking shit so lemme see whatchu about
Rip through your vest
Bullets straight through your chest
Find where you rest
Pull up make a fucking mess
Rip through your vest
Bullets straight through your chest
Come and try me, bitch, I’ll rip apart your fucking neck

[Hook: BROC $TEEZY]
No way, you ain’t running up today
No way, you ain’t ever fucking safe
Yea way, got these drugs up in my brain
No way, you a pussy boy, u lame