Price Of A Body lyrics

My b*tch too bad, my car to fast
Nah b*tch my life too fast, but I like too fast
f*ck it, we got get this cash, we gon get this bag
n*gga don't you run up on me, im gon grip this mag
Put some money on yo head have you lookin like a tiki, n*gga
Off codeine cups got me sleepy n*gga
Hi tec f*ckin up the Yeezys n*gga
I be done popped a n*gga out his Tsubis
f*ck round pop a n*gga with this n*gga Uzi
f*ck round rob a n*gga with this groupie
n*gga thought he was gon get some coochie
I'll fix some sh*t with this tooly, semi automatic no fully
But it still pick n*ggas up it's a bully, n*gga creep on me
I caught em red handed but blew in his face
Walk off lift up my hoodie, im done with these n*ggas
They really is pus*y, gettin bread but they really cookie
Get some head from the b*tch and then book it
I told her it's over she misunderstood me
She came over the same night
I got head from the b*tch but I told her she can't bite
Cuz she said my di*k taste nice, she just suck it
Ain't no conversation it break ice, when you say my name
Say it twice, give a f*ck how we left off b*tch better say it right
I chase the bank I can't chase you I ain't the type
Strap with a switch like a alien tote it
Large ass whip like a Martian - rode it
Hollow tips spread leave you wide - open
Ain't no hold up my sh*t fully loaded
Sicker than covid, D-E on me like - coded
Red blue and green don't get color - coded
Extended mag like a louie bag I f*cking tote it
And I got a 19 like covid too, ill brush you off my shoulders too
Why you so sick yo hoe over you?
b*tch don't do sh*t but what she told to do
Don't know what she spit on more my di*k or my shoes
But she clean em both she the truth
Tell the truth I don't like none of these n*ggas
Y'all really just me to tell y'all I do - but I can't
Just like im posed to been stopped sipping this drank, n*gga I can't
My n*ggas telling me "Yac you the one, stop biting yo tongue."
Im like n*gga I ain't, I don't chat with these broke muhf*ckas I laugh to the bank he ain't did sh*t for you n*gga that ain't yo gang you lil n*ggas just run around acting the same
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I don't sell no clothes I just put tags up on these bodies
b*tch look at my clothes you think I gotta rob somebody?
b*tch im smoking on biscotti this sh*t loud like a Ducati
She said "what's that in the back?"
I said get back b*tch that's a shotty
I don't sell no clothes I just put tags up on these bodies
b*tch look at my clothes you think I gotta rob somebody?
b*tch im smoking on biscotti this sh*t loud like a Ducati
She said "what's that in the back?"
I said get back b*tch it's some bodies