Bodymore Jungle

I been
Tired of the struggle
I'm just trynna get the money

Nigga hating on me
But I bet his
Bitch love me

Chasin down the skrilla
While a nigga
Get blunted

I'm runnin game
Like I kick it I punt it

Chasin the bandz
Cuz I'm trynn double up

Pussy boy hatin on me
What the fuck

Pussy boy talk down on me
Like wassup

You do not the beef
You know wassup

I make one phone call
They gon hit you up
Got a nigga
Wit a choppa
Got a nigga
Wit a shottie
Got a nigga
Wit a 40
And they all go body

Niggas don't want none
The problem
I call up big cuzzo
He tell me he got em

Call up big deucee
He tell me he shot em

Niggas don't play
On sight
We gonna pop em

Niggas talk shit
But they don't want
No problems

Tuff on the net
But real life
You a bitch

This ain't chiraq
This the bodymore jungle

Keep on talk shit bullets make yo ass tumble

Ready for war
I been ready to rumble

You catch these hands
And I bet you gon stumble

I'm a lor nigga
The 40 the muscle

But if I catch reck
I'm still bout the tussle

And we got a shottie
Bout the size of my body
You ont want a nigga
Cop it
Hit a nigga in his body

This ain't chiraq
This the bodymore jungle

Keep on talk shit bullets make yo ass tumble

Ready for war
I been ready to rumble

You catch these hands
And I bet you gon stumble

I'm a lor nigga
The 40 the muscle

All I smoke
Is the loudest drugs

All I sip is the darkest mud
Boy you mad I can see the mug
You ont want beef I ont give a fuck

Fight my own battles
I don't need no squad

I'm a lor nigga
I'm bound to go hard

Niggas talk shit
I expose em for fraud

Just cuz the pussy boy
Thought he was hard

Chasin the skrilla
I'm all bout my paper
Them niggas they mad
Cuz I'm getting to money

I fuck on your bitch
One time
Then you can get her back
But she don't want u
Cuz she gonna love me



Credits
Writer(s): Ghg Chopp
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