Quando Rondo - Body Bag** lyrics

That's what I thought you said Now let me offer this as a rebu*tal Ayy, ayy, gang, gang Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang [Verse] They say Lil Nahmir where you been at? I'm just passin' a breeze I been runnin' up a check, that's why these b*tches on me I been coolin', layin' low, but I'm not takin' a seat But just know a ni**a back and this time I won't leave I been runnin', runnin', runnin', gotta check me a bag I got hunnids on my neck and I got Trues on my ass ni**as said I'm goin' broke, well I just take it and laugh I be speedin' in that foreign with Five-O on my ass But I'm that ni**a, I won't ever change, rubbin' off the paint Smokin' dank, got a Uzi in my lap, I let it bang Free Lil Tay, know he keep a 'K, but he not Tay-K I up the chop and let it blow him, watch this b*tch heat his face, I'm that ni**a And all my young ni**as pullin' triggers, we gorillas We let this b*tch off until you feel us, for you ni**as That's always on IG with them yiggies, takin' pictures Is you really gon' use 'em or you just loafin' for them b*tches? You ni**as really hoes and you be acting like these b*tches You ni**as say y'all silent but y'all probably in there snitchin' Most the ni**as that's around me throwin C's like they crippin' But they do it for the twins, free Lil Corey and Lil Christian But I'm rockin' with my shooters and that's mandatory One up top like I'm Mozzy, b*tch I keep a 40 You say I'm lackin', ni**a try me, shoot you and yo' shorty I'm cookin up in the lab like I'm Rick and Morty 40 poppa, hit a mobsta, turn your brain to pasta Hit a opp up, dreads swangin' just like I'm a Rasta Smokin' ganja and I'm zooted, walkin' in my Pradas Any ni**a test my gangsta ni**a, I'ma pop 'em And we ain't throwin' hands with you fu*k ni**as It's one up top up in that chamber, better duck ni**a ni**as dissin' on Lil Valley, he get slumped ni**a We shoot his body then we lay him in that trunk ni**a I'm one-hundo, b*tch that's on my life, I will never fold A ni**a speakin on Lil Quay, well then that ni**a gotta go I'm really small but I can fight but I'ma still up that pole For you ni**as think I'm pussy, you gon' have to show me, ho Police always at my fu*kin' crib, I don't tell 'em sh*t I'm really rapping 'bout this fu*kin life, that I fu*kin' live But I be coolin', tryna focus on them fu*kin' dividends But if it's money near yo' head, well I'ma fu*kin get it, man [Outro] Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang