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Catch A Body
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EST Gee
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Say your homie killed my dawg but now he dead now I just put like twenty on my wrist b*t*h I’m the man now And I move a lot of pounds for cheap this ain’t no hand outs I could put like twenty on your head and now it’s man down I just got this sh*t up out the mud, cause b*t*h I trap hard Swing to my gang You other n***as you get taxed off I could get a hundred on consignment with my trap card f**k them other n***as they was doubting and now we back on Got these b*t*hes scoutin’ me Runnin’ like a track star Big wallet, sh*t talker. Amiris fits is small b*t*h, I got big pockets Everytime she get the d**k Little b*t*h, now she can’t sit proper Now I gotta take her to the mall & make her drip proper Fell asleep in Gucci But I woke up in a hellcat Take this YSL cause I don’t purchase no Chanel bags Maybe even Fendi like a fact, b*t*h I can sell cap Smellin’ like new money & new runners, you can smell Saks Balenciaga ballin’, Chrome Heart Reefy said let Benjy do the Rollie, get the Carti I don’t do no shooting out no cars but I’ll park him Any n***a speakin’ on my name, and he’ll get auctioned Then I got my money up Tell n***as they can’t stop me Every week a hundred on, took in and split the profit Twenty on my arm, had to get it straight from Wafet Tell these n***as ima problem, all my n***as out here wylin’ Catch a Body I’m from up the island but getting money with some Philly n***as Rob people Kill people I’ll pick my flip up Smokin billy kimbell I can tell from talkin’ to him, he ain’t ever killed a n***a, Pistol gripper, ex all in my system This four nickel got a skinny trigger Ain’t no pretty picture, but I’m shinnin’ n***a f**k it In my hood I’m Puffy, I been in my duffy n***as never punked me They know G gon’ bust it, in a scuffle And he getting money I remember She ain't wanna f**k me Swore that I was ugly Ridin’ down Riata on a huffy That b*t*h bed is comfy My big brother kill you if you touch me If you live, you lucky Young n***a but so far from a rookie n***as sweet as tootsies Told my man to switch now it’s a fully He won’t miss a bullet This exotic dog, pocket bully Mask up when I cook it He ain’t front it, so you know I took it I knew he was pu**y We gon’ shoot somin’ if you try and whoop me I take beef & cook it Know I talk that sh*t and look it Don’t get killed for lookin’ n***a Then I got my money up Tell n***as they can’t stop me Every week a hundred on, took in and split the profit Twenty on my arm, had to get it straight from Wafet Tell these n***as ima problem, all my n***as out here wylin’ Catch a body, catch a body for this sh*t (you know you locked in) Young n***as catchin’ bodies for this sh*t They trying to get locked in Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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