Bodybag

Lyrics
[Hook] Bottles poppin', acid droppin' Up to something classy Top 'n bottom, got them copping, studios stay ashy Every time they ask me who I am I tell 'em we were dead But might you do the math and what I do and laugh I'll rip you cool in half Body bag [Verse 1: Skits Vicious] Time to spec up the pension Skippin' you back on detention Press and start up the engine, engine revving Six ratchets pick back with us Tits plastic, twin sisters Got a couple that come to where the cave is Cum on their gums and on their braces Goodness, gracious, I'm letting the soda off blast Tic tac, toe tac, yours like Kodak Black Fiddle with a deadly weapon like it was a fidget spinner Several hit and while we spill and gin in bitter lemon Try to fit in everything I mentioned in a single sentence Dirt bag, first class, pull with the Molly pack with me Purse snatch, back tag, bend on the money stack crispy Peter Piper picked the pepper but I wonder whether we should even give a fuck Shut yo trap, we zip it up Body tracks, we zip 'em up Now live it up Body bag, body bag Body bag, body bag Body bag, body bag Body bag, body bag [Hook] Bottles poppin', acid droppin' Up to something classy Top 'n bottom, got them copping, studios stay ashy Every time they ask me who I am I tell 'em we were dead But might you do the math and what I do and laugh I'll rip you cool in half Body bag [Verse 2: Jay Reaper] Let's get it in, hit it with a gimp Free double men finna set a gig Got niggas wishin' my time was up But I'm a veteran brand like Leatherman Body pitches like gotta get it Oh God, yeah we in the body business Don't swear to Christ but I promise niggas I got a body bag for all these politicians You about to meet yo maker Niggas get shredded like paper Puttin' in work, no favors Put in sweat and labor I do niggas dirty, get dumped in they grave Close that casket, nothin' to say Puffin' on haze, I be chillin' all day When you locked away, Guatanamo Bay Yeah, keep running away, keep running away Come to collect when debts get paid Give me your life and I'm accolades We gon' strip 'em down to the bare bone With my Bear Grylls, I go bare boom When it's past noon Body bag [Verse 3: ?] Zip 'em up Niggas talking tough but they face is fuckin' mush Motherfuckers better duck and pack a punch like Powerpuff See, I can't get enough to seduce and pump it through my veins Body bag
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Credits
- Writers
- Jeroen Versteeg
- Jannes Lelieveld
- Frank Boersma