BODYBAG lyrics

[Intro: JAHMED]
Yeah, ayy (Mm, mm, mm)
Ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: JAHMED]
Cash rules, I don’t need no bag, fool
But this sh*t a body bag, how I kill a rap tune
And that thing a body bag, how she kill her attitude
Watch me kill her kitty cat
You ain't gotta ask, fool, ayy
Cash rules, I don’t need no bag, fool
But this sh*t a body bag, how I kill a rap tune
And that thing a body bag, how she kill her attitude
Watch me kill her kitty cat
You ain't gotta ask, fool

[Verse 1: ICECOLDBISHOP]
Look, look
Let 'em know I don't play with no b*tch (Nuh-uh)
Like a kid, I be raising a six (What?)
In Impala, we takin' a flick (What?)
In Impala, we takin' your b*tch (Okay)
Pop my collar then mate with your b*tch (Okay)
If you think about takin' my sh*t (Okay)
I will be an inmate in this b*tch (Uh-huh)
Put you right in a grave in this b*tch (What?)
Had to get it from the shoulder blade
I can show the trap and I can show the blade
I can take you to the coldest spots (Mhm)
I can show you where the dope was made (Mhm)
I had to get it from a stocking cap
My little homie went to pop the latch (Mhm)
No glove, but the socks is black
Gotta make sure the Glock intact (Black)
b*tch, I come from the hardest jungle
Turn the carcass to cardigan
Want a war, we can start, I'm a part of it
Did my sh*t when I slid, put my heart in it
All my n*ggas get dough, it's a partnership
[Chorus: JAHMED]
Cash rules, I don’t need no bag, fool
But this sh*t a body bag, how I kill a rap tune
And that thing a body bag, how she kill her attitude
Watch me kill her kitty cat
You ain't gotta ask, fool, ayy
Cash rules, I don’t need no bag, fool
But this sh*t a body bag, how I kill a rap tune
And that thing a body bag, how she kill her attitude
Watch me kill her kitty cat
You ain't gotta ask, fool

[BREAK: JAHMED]
Ayy, look, n*gga, it was so cold in granny house, fool
Like we had to open up the stove just to let the heat ventilate, n*gga, like
If you ain't never been through that you wouldn't understand this sh*t, n*gga
So, like, when I'm screaming, "I need my baggage," n*gga, I need all mines you feel me fami'?
Like, n*gga, that's on God

[Verse 2: JAHMED]
Kicking my feet up at Park
Fiends on lock like I'm dealing with Pyrex scales
This is what set me apart from n*ggas that say that they do it but actually fail
I just be minding my own, clocking my hours, I'm O.T., I'm never at home
b*tch, why is you calling my phone? You aching my ears with bullsh*t, b*tch, leave me alone
Give me the loot
The money outbalance the industry ways and politic goofs
I came in this b*tch with my brodie
I'm popping that sh*t with your b*tch, she moving to loose
Piña colada, the juice
Karats inside of my chain bling just like my tooth
You stingy with love, but f*ck it, I reroute the coupe, the plan, I'm dodging the noose
I don't want to hang with you n*ggas
Picture me clicking up, posting in a pic but don’t really fit in the frame with n*ggas
Beef and I'm pulling the sticks, I'm serving a dish, I'll PF Chang a n*gga
Untamed, the leash was a temp or didn't exist, they try to contain a n*gga
I'm solo and it's perceived that I'm introvert, but I'm really not gang with n*ggas
Blow up the spot, exposing where n*ggas is not
Some of my n*ggas can't leave the state
Some of my n*ggas not leaving the block
Some of my n*ggas is locked in chain
When Jesus call demises rise
The casket drops
Siblings, cousins, disbelief while mamas cry, body bag
[Outro]
b*tch
And just like that, it is what it is
Ayy
And that's what it is, haha
Ayy, b*tch