Body For Body

(Ayo, Corey) nigga, do this shit with my eyes closed
(Run that shit up, Robbie, run that shit up, Robbie)

Do the dash fast, crashed the foreign, I never gave a fuck
Five percent tint at nighttime, my shit tinted up
Lil' brodie got addicted to homis, he body for body
He popped it out his mouth like he tough, so we hung him up

Clubs, do a show, every event, I'm tuckin' my pole
I'ma squeeze the four-five trigger, leave your body with holes
Keep it stitched, livin', keep it solid, forever we on
Tryna stack it up to bust it down, yeah, that bе what I'm on

Man, fancy cars and big money (big), it's gon' be limitless
I'm a grindеr 'til a nigga dead, that's what I'm into, bitch (that's what I'm into)
Baby girl, I prefer head, I don't wanna touch your hips (nah)
A lot of guns and money, can't forget them lil' politics (politics)
Damn, you ain't in your bag, so stop poppin' it (stop poppin')
Watch me and my niggas hit the stage and start rockin' it (yeah)
Brodie bought a chop with a stock clip
And start choppin' shit (boom, boom, boom, boom)
(Brodie bought a chop with a stock clip and start choppin' shit)

Do the dash fast, crashed the foreign, I never gave a fuck
Five percent tint at nighttime, my shit tinted up
Lil' brodie got addicted to homis, he body for body
He popped it out his mouth like he tough, so we hung him up
(Do the dash fast, crashed the foreign, I never gave a fuck)
(Five percent tint at nighttime, my shit tinted up)
(Lil' brodie got addicted to homis, he body for body)
(He popped it out his mouth like he tough, so we hung him up)

Remember all them late nights on the block, I learned to stack it up
P4 swervin' lanes in the foreign, he goin' fast as fuck
You ain't top five, you need to go and get your rankin' up
Go against the gang, is you stupid? We'll hang 'em up
You ain't gang-gang, I hate them niggas that be actin' tough
We bent them niggas' block, you spin again, yo, we gon' flame 'em up
Bad bitches hittin' my line, they wanna hang with us

Junkie runnin' down the street like Smokey off of angel dust
Ever since a nigga lost his brother, shit been strange as fuck
I could never change up on my brothers, ain't no switchin' up
I can't wait to go and buy a foreign, race the Bentley truck
And when we slide to your session, we gon' tip 'em up
Road-runnin', man, I can't wait to touch a hundred plus
And when we get to the top, it ain't no stoppin' us
Big pole with a big roll and a lot of guns
(Big pole with a big roll and a lot of guns)

Do the dash fast, crashed the foreign, I never gave a fuck
Five percent tint at nighttime, my shit tinted up
Lil' brodie got addicted to homis, he body for body
He popped it out his mouth like he tough, so we hung him up
(Do the dash fast, crashed the foreign, I never gave a fuck)
(Five percent tint at nighttime, my shit tinted up)
(Lil' brodie got addicted to homis, he body for body)
(He popped it out his mouth like he tough, so we hung him up)

(Baby, talk to me nice, it's just us)
I ain't even wanna hit, she let me fuck
Now I have to pop another Perc', it's not enough
Them niggas speakin' on my name, they better duck (yeah)
Bitch, ain't no case, no smudge
I been runnin', runnin' runnin', tryna run the money up

And I been out here thuggin' for a while (so?)
I was tryna walk a nigga down
(I'm just tryna see my mama smile)
(I'm just tryna make my mama proud)
(Million dollar mansion with a pool)
(Won't send some kids to private school, we got snipers all around)

Do the dash fast, crashed the foreign, I never gave a fuck
Five percent tint at nighttime, my shit tinted up
Lil' brodie got addicted to homis, he body for body
He popped it out his mouth like he tough, so we hung him up
(Do the dash fast, crashed the foreign, I never gave a fuck)
(Five percent tint at nighttime, my shit tinted up)
(Lil' brodie got addicted to homis, he body for body)
(He popped it out his mouth like he tough, so we hung him up)