Young Greatness - Bodied lyrics

Bodied (Verse) Pull up on the Bentley truck Yeah, I bodied that, n***a Ball a f**kin' b**ch loud night If she call me one more time might catch me a fit What's wrong, lil n***a? What's wrong, lil n***a? My pockets like Biggie Smalls My flow be like Sean Carter I'm sippin' that Gucci Water Louboutin sofa, and a Rover And my pimpin' can't take, take the tour up(?) Gotta mind yo business lil boy Before I make backs flip, come body ya Yeah, I roll with that drama, n***a Handle in the kitchen where I eat my food, bout to eat a lama, n***a Don't you f**k around, I'mma get body Nine ?, all my n***a with me And the money goin' like a tsunami I do bout 150 You at yo whim, b**ch you know you f**kin' with a young king So don't f**k around and get bodied So don't f**k around and get bodied Gon' trap in yo city with a Porsche Panamera My n***as chase cheese, that cheese, big cheese Like somebody told us go swap camera But f**k that, I want a Phantom back and forth to Atlanta Can we slide by my connect-ey from Irana? You walk around from the center, strap jumpin' in my bando I get it back, I got these b**ches goin' hammer Boy, I got my eye for jumpin', got yo label on my line But he ain't talkin', I ain't tell em adios Where them reds in the city where em n***as move bricks We get coins like we playin' Super Mario Got a shooter on deck and he a big Tixie shirt Like we bout to start a game of playin' dominoes All my ? walked up with > But ?