Lyrics:
Whispering under your breath
Making funny faces at me through the glass
I'm a lampshade and you are the light
When you feel good i light up inside
I
sing
My nigga (I'll let it sing, my nigga)
Dragon tatted on me, step
Up, you'll get flamed, My nigga
(You'll get flamed, my nigga)
Damn, I apply pressure
to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if
then send your moma some flowers
I get paid by the pound, not paid by the hour
I got star power
I got star power
New Ferrari came with 600 horse
flies
Don't understand me im not a new guy
damn look how fast the time done flew by
July
I been through this shit like two times
I bodied that verse in
me get bodied keep the shawty in the whip
If a nigga try to stick me I'm a blam him
Sing a long da da da di I'm free got the butters
Got the green
to the sound of the gun shots
Hustled by the bus stop, aged to the front stop
Block party departed, somebody got bodied
Right before I snatch this little number
Skyscraper ladies, they fuck me when they man gone
Kings of New York, I'm one of the few of those
Difficulties to come, it's gon' be funerals
You get
fucking wit a G you'll get bodied mane
Scars on my heart fucking wit a bitch left me a lot of pain
If i tell you my life promise you wont look at me
and shove it up your ass
Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs"
Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
Who got bodied?
Nigga, you
so soft
Cool down, defrost, heartbreak goes lost
I’m gonna take that body body, and taste that body - body
Come against us and get bodied bodied
That
in your grave you tryina lead like me
I be winnin the race
Earndhart in my vains
Driftin like its Nascar
Get your goofy ass face
Out my fuckin DM’s
You
Parking lot pimpin'
In a spot where cars enter
Gettin' a chick is like gettin' a pick in Guitar Center
These cats learned to play guitar to get girls
to zip up
You're in a bag bodied
Bodied
You've been a bad Gotti
Gotti
If I release the freestyles
You dissed half of Marion by name
Sad Gotti
You've been
it on my own and by myself, get out the fuckin' way
Only rockin' new designer, gotta BOA then hit up Nate
I got money now, she on my body, it will
bite into the enemy they bones crunch like the captain
I bloody the waters when they bodied
Martyrs falling kneel before me
I get for it, get to know me
shouldnt be
Fitness
Stack it and flip it
It should be federal
How I been getting it
Murder for hire
Money gets me
Inspired
I'm black owned
Still a nigga with
see myself gettin' bodied by a clown-ass nigga
That ain't even from my town
Hit him up in the chest and now he's layin' me down dead
And up from
Red laces big booted like I’m Iraq bound
That frown will get you ate by
My cannibal from Sac Town
So relax pal, pat down, gat down, bat down
Blackout
Or spit those fiction shit just to get me a deal, ooouu
I don't need to feel fear, I'm still here, me real tier
I don't need affirmation from any stupid mid
move
Hopin I snooze
You gotta move
Move move
You gotta move
You gotta move
Aw yeah
You gotta move
Chuckin the Duce
Sippin the Duce
Bodied by two
Straight
don't shock me
I'm supposed to have it. You never been close to karats
That's why you poppin' that shit jealous bastarts
I ain't impressed by you playa
of Pretty Flacko, nigga
I mean I be that Harlem, nigga
I be that jiggy nigga, get with me, bitch
Like, tell them hoes suck a dick
Swag, swag 'cause I'm
I go hard
See me running down the electric boulevard
Get up out of my face before the problem starts
If you want to act tough then meet me in
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