Catch A Body lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Catch 'em, stank 'em, weed different flavors
f*ck the haters, I'm just gettin' paper
3 Ks like a n*gga racist
I got hella choppers, I be with the robbers
I don't hang with scammers (no no), but they be around us (yeah)
And I hang with junkies, they be off the molly (yeah yeah)
I used to ride in steamers before I had a 'Rari
I used to catch attention before I caught a body

[Verse 1: OTF Ikey]
Tell me if you love me 'cause this money feel so lovely
My homie off them pills and sometime he get to buggin'
Ain't no tellin' what he'll do for a 'Rari and some money
Can't trust him, he a junkie, my n*ggas go Jumanji
All I ever wanted was a hundred and a bad b*tch
Now we park the Phantom in the driveway, boy we mad rich
All we talk is cash sh*t, bricks wrapped in plastic
Seatbelts unfastened, racks on that strap sh*t
Granny on that trap sh*t, what you know about them backflips?
Ridin' 'round in a fast whip, thirty clips and a bad b*tch
Percocets keep my ass lit, tell Yay keep the gas lit
OTF 'til the casket, f*ck around, get your ass hit

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Catch 'em, stank 'em, weed different flavors
f*ck the haters, I'm just gettin' paper
3 Ks like a n*gga racist
I got hella choppers, I be with the robbers
I don't hang with scammers (no no), but they be around us (yeah)
And I hang with junkies, they be off the molly (yeah yeah)
I used to ride in steamers before I had a 'Rari
I used to catch attention before I caught a body
[Verse 2: Hypno Carlito]
Goddamn, hit the f*ckin' man, turn up on 'em then
Couple shooters in the minivan, hit 'em then we scram
Told the b*tch she can't get a chance, hit her then I vamp
Put it in, hit her from the side, make her catch a cramp
Diamonds water, boy your sh*t is scam, lit up like a lamp
She say I'm fine, b*tch don't give me amped, beat it like a tramp
Old n*ggas, they just old news, in that old school
With a forty, boy don't get clapped, make the whole news
Hardcore, all I know is pain, boy I don't bruise
Mix 'em up, chopper screw his ass, call it ProTools
f*ck you mean, all I know is win, b*tch I don't lose
Pick your b*tch and your other ho, make 'em both choose

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Catch 'em, stank 'em, weed different flavors
f*ck the haters, I'm just gettin' paper
3 Ks like a n*gga racist
I got hella choppers, I be with the robbers
I don't hang with scammers (no no), but they be around us (yeah)
And I hang with junkies, they be off the molly (yeah yeah)
I used to ride in steamers before I had a 'Rari
I used to catch attention before I caught a body