BODYBAG lyrics

[Intro: KiD KAMi]
Haha. Yeah, SAUSH (Shoutout Pope Francis, haha)
It's KAMi

[Verse 1: KiD KAMi]
Y-Yeah I've been trippin', [?]
Run up, throw you and I get the body bag, bag, bag
I don't f*ck with Prada, you know I be steppin' out in slacks
I'ma drop that pus*y down and I'ma give him a little [?]
[?] shells like a turtle, we hanging with rats now
I got all the money 'round me, I feel like a cash cow
Yo' b*tch all up in my crib and I came on her eyebrow
Drop that sh*t until it glitches like a lap-pra-pra-prow
Run it up, run it, I said f*ck 'em up, f*ck 'em up
You want it, let's go 1 on 1, I love it when they f*ckin' run
I'ma shoot his ass down
You ain't get it for
I'ma leave his family with a frown and leave him with a scar
Got too much drip, I think I might drown and you ain't [?]
I'm the king, give me the crown and put me behind bars
I'ma go stupid, aye, I'ma go stupid
Been around thе motherf*ckin' block just like a Rubik's

[Verse 2: ISSBROKIE]
I-I-I might spin around his motherf*ckin' block likе it's a Rubik's
Th-th-that boy talkin' sh*t, 9 dots on his head like a Buddhist
Aye little b*tch, get the f*ck, back to work when I say move it
Wh-wh-why the f*ck you dissin', little pus*y? You look stupid
I got water, water on my neck
I might get that boy slaughter, slaughter for a check
And that sh*t on my Mama, Mama, God bless
I be praying to Brahma, Brahma, no stress
I be as hot as a sauna, sauna, no sweat
I be spittin' like vita water, one breath
I be spittin' like PK Fire, no Ness
I be [?], rollin' down a hill, I be leavin' these rappers with trauma, on the depressed
Yeah what is you sad for? Hoe, let me guess
You is sad as a b*tch cuz you know I'm the best, when I do it you know that nobody can do it like I do
Hol' up, just leaving him shocked like Raichu
I f*cked a bald b*tch, she look like Caillou
[?]
No you can not get a feature, like [?]
I need a hood girl to love me so I can put my kids up in her tummy, ugh
I know a lil' pus*y won't punch me
Choppa gon' cut the boy up like some lunch meat
Th-th-that boy said he gon' jump me, like ok lil' pus*y, you still get no money, okay
Yo' Mama need stretch like a scrunchie
Last name Luffy, first name Monkey
[Verse 3: SAUSH]
It's [?], you lookin' so bummy
I cut you up, put that blade to your tummy
No little b*tch, you can not get sh*t from me
Like go back to rest on the streets [?]
I-I-I see the light through the end of the tunnel
Push that back, through the mud I'mma travel
Run it right back, finna make that double, gotta get it for the scrap, then I pop like a bubble
Yuh, fight, fight, fight, that n- get f*cked up
I'ma break him into [?]
Shot from the back, lil' b*tch gon' duck, duck, [?]
Wait, wait, wait, go suck my di*k
When I'm off them drugs, don't want that sh*t
Ketamine up in my nose and it's kinda disgusting so I'm finna hop this bit'
L.A.C., KAMi, and, BROKIE, [?]
We stomp on a b*tch, [?]
Get on your knees and it's me you be honoring
Shut the f*ck up, [?]
Heard from the block with a bang bang
Lil' dumb n- tryna [?] for the gang, gang
Clip, boy shot to the rib, no melee
Rest in peace to everybody, I pray, pray
Take one call, gotta make that flip, but a lil' pretty b*tch, and a fresh e-tip
Hol' up, I need me a lighter, she give me the blue one cuz she [?]

[Verse 4: YVNG MC]
Yeah, you gon' get shot, feel like a free throw, walk in this sh*t on a d-low
I'ma jackass b*tch, I'm feeling like Steve-O, doing my crank [?]
I put your b*tch in a speedo
f*ck a b*tch who straight from Puerto Rico
And I'm feeling like Nami, I'm all 'bout the guap [?]
I got the elegance, celibate, got me a settlement, ephelis, [?], high like a pelican
[?] hate the kid, that sh*t irrelevant
I f*ck that n- b*tch, that sh*t a definite
I f*ck a Christian hoe, that's a new testament
Left her on read cuz I no longer text the b*tch
Don't hit my line when I don't pop a red again
Send that sh*t down, hit a [?], go deficit
Hey, hoe, comin' in hot, better lay low
Better pray for a n-, when he [?]
N- BangBros, we n- watchin' [?]
I'm that n-, she gon' do what I say so
Play don't pay, when her booty [?]
Aye, oh, knew she was your thottie, so fake, hoe
Stay, woah, [?]
Mama [?]
[Verse 5: 870Glizzy]
Aye, keep up runnin' up on me, b*tch boy you must be stupid, huh
Feel like BlocBoy JB, only known just for the shootin', huh
I be so damn high, you know that I get booted, huh
Keep talkin' that lil' talk, and you might f*ck 'round, and just lose it, huh
Wh-wh-what did he say?
Said he want smoke with the gang? Okay!
Light 'em up, play like a muf*ckin' pistol, ran up on me, n-, you gettin' erased
I-I-I gotta b*tch, she in denim, you texted the b*tch if she wanted some di*k in her face
I like to rub it, she tellin' me tell yo' b*tch, I'm finna f*ck it then be on my way
O-Open the trap, and send you through the radical
Sending him high like he just ate an edible
H-H-Hit 'em with a stick, now the b*tch, he a [?]
Aye, he need some wind to go medical
Had it on me, [?]
I-I got your b*tch on the back, [?]
Toppin' these n- like I'm on a pedestal
Am I too loud? Lemme turn down the decibels
Hit 'em with the 1, 2, 3, 4 shots, he eatin' these bullets, like [?] digestible
[?] W, or something identical
Smokey the Bear, man it's [?]
Why you wanna ride wit' the gang, wanna slide wit' the gang?
Don't you know that your life is expendable?
Why you wanna die by this sh*t, I [?]

[Verse 6: L.A.C.]
[?]
I just made another rack
Smart decision, my [?], we come in a pack
Had to listen, b*tch you best not call me "Lac"
With precision, stack 'em up, [?]
Ugh, get the f*ck out my way if you aren't that important
I wear a f*cking mask, and yes, it is orange
Put the body in the bag, clean traces with chlorine
I just hit this lil' chick, b*tch, I think it is foreign
I (I), am (ah), your (ugh)
f*ckIN' GOD!
[?], smack a pig, b*tch you better hide your girl, and your b*tch
If I ever see your ass, I'ma trip
I'm finna crack you with [?]
Better eat a [?]
I got ice on my wrist, that are stoned to my neck and if it's cold
If she a baddie, I'ma f*ck her 'til she miss me
I'm just a cowboy who [?] is my city
I'ma need another jacket, it's Balenci
I got my f*ckin' crew rolling through your city
Ugh