Body Bag
Rich the Kid, YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Lil Wayne
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(Ayy, yo, that's Dre) (Dubba-A flexin') Aw, yeah, aw Yeah, big gang (Louie Bandz made another one) (This Is The Sound) I got dope inside my cup, I think I poured too much No Instagram, told that bitch don't come around me postin' nothin' Assassination-like style, I won't show you nothin' Originated 38 Baby, you wan' bang with me, then blow you some Nigga, f*ck you, I don't own you nothin' I'll show your ass that how lead feel I've been thuggin' outside the north Runnin' 'round the town goin' on seven years If you 'bout that, nigga, show you is Bitch, it's up there when I say it is On my gang, baby mama shed tears Daddy somewhere servin' over fifty years You know me, then you know I keep a steel I'll pop his ass, do this shit for real Been that one since I was a child I ain't showin' ties, they ain't know how I feel I'll step on a nigga ass, nigga make me mad, don't stop until he killed My mama know I'm thuggin', it get ugly lay me in Winfield, oh yeah Spin the block, hop out with them Glocks and leave 'em dead I go by Top, if he go up, I bring 'em down straight to his bed Demon for real, I ain't got no chill Most niggas 'round me, they be scared Pop your cap as fast you pop a pill I know these niggas better be ready Pop you're cap 'cause if you're playin' with the gang, we leave him dead He was flexin' for the 'Gram, we pullin' up like, "What you sayin'?" Body bag, toe tag me a nigga Can't play with 4KTrey, you'll have your baby mama miss you Drop a bag on her, see these racks and diamonds, got the Jag' on me Your body comes up missin', they like, "Where the homie?" Red beam on him like just like pepperoni, if a nigga owe me (Rich) Uh, what happened to that boy? Them red beams look like forbidden apples to that boy I pop and then I add snap and crackle to that boy My wings floppin' like a pterodactyl to that boy I spin the block Leave his body stretched out lookin' like six o'clock Half a brick on the counter lookin' like a cinderblock I got gorilla guap when I shop Keep spinnin' like a fuckin' spinnin' top Pour the lean to the top, still never spill a drop I left in an SUV, I came back in the drop I got your recipe and came back with a pot Can't forget who I know, but I know who I forgot If I ain't hit everybody, let me know who I forgot Come back with a street sweeper, I just hope you got a mop I'ma throw your body over a yacht, you're body gon' float back to the dock Get the body bag in a toe tag, that's new clothes and new socks You lil' bitch
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Written by: Dimitri Roger, Kentrell Gaulden, Dwayne Carter
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