Body Bag

You wasn't there
You wasn't you wasn't you there
Now I'm hot even wit all the fans
Call me J, that is shorter for Bandz
Onna block, i was catchin a tan
Maple Park wit the ball in my hand
Was a boy till they called me the man
I got talent I just needed a plan
Spendin racks like we gon get it again

The beat get zipped in a body bag
Sign a deal 5k when I bought a tag
It was too much drip so I bought a rag
Ima grab these Bandz do the runnin man
Ima shoot my shot till I gotta man
You don't gotta worry bout me I got it man
And I know somebody gon doubt, I'm sick
Still can't count niggas I ain't better than

Bug out on the beat like raid I kill it
I'm like a stove this beat my skillet
Air tight pack gotta window seal it
I feel numb so numb I feel it
Pass me the drank I kill it, ooooh
I'm feeling woozy or sum
Cats in my jacuzzi
Bitch I'm hotter than her coochie

My sickness got no medicine
Ima dog needa veterinarian
Gotcha wife wishin she could marry him
test me and 6 men will carry him
Gotta gold pedal on the chariot
Be wit the money so much I might marry it
And I can't mess wit a fruit nigga leave ya seed back where you burried it

You can't win if you play me
Take yo bitch X marks her box
Got horse power on both my both my socks
Chicken on me contagious pox

You ain't fuckin wit me then you missin out
He was fuckin wit me so he missin now
He was almost death, he listen now
Lemme work, get outa the kitchen now

And it's always the ones you ain't lookin at
The ones that done said that they had ya back
The ones witchu sippin that muddy ack
Niggas fake but I still want my buddy back

catch a heart attack right in ya cardiac
If you see me I be where the party at
Get into the club get it popping like candy but fuck these xans where the smarties at

And if you ain't my boy, then you wasn't there
You ain't no guest you can't sit in this chair
He lookin at me like He thought I would care
I be so high, i can't breath no air

I can't fuck wit nothing less than a 10
She approve so now she bringing a friend
I made this face first thing she sayin,
He my boy but he dont hit like a man

You wasn't there
You prolly wish you was there
Now I'm hot even wit all the fans
Call me J, that is shorter for Bandz
Onna block, i was catchin a tan
Maple Park wit the ball in my hand
Was a boy till they called me the man
I got talent I just needed a plan
Spending racks like we gon get it again

Can't slip in it, if it ain't wet wet
Pass that to my bro onna set set
Got my brothers in the back like slat slat
Tell my dogs just know I'm the vet
Call the play they get ready and set
Cuz I could just snap any second
Tell the hotel manager check in
I'm gifted Ion rap no presents

Spark it up in the stu gotta L in this bitch
But it's all W's got a hell of a wrist
Ima cop from whoever be sellin the shit
Can't sell to a nigga who tellin and shit

Bitch I should be on BET, cuz I'm T to the E to the R
Painting pictures niggas think ima drawler
Niggas be cappin on me ima star
Watch how I whip it up park up the car

Got Bandz, like Simon she do what I say so
She said it's not cheese it is queso
Let's see what she do for pesos
She bust it open and then it's case closed
If I hit one time yo bae go
She up on top while I just lay low
And she stay on top like a halo
Cant cuff her she hot like potato

The beat get zipped in a body bag
Sign a deal 5k when I bought a tag
It was too much drip so I bought a rag
Ima grab these Bandz do the runnin man
Ima shoot my shot till I gotta man
You don't gotta worry bout me I got it man
And I know somebody gon doubt, I'm sick
Still can't count niggas I ain't better than



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Ejiogu
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