Body4Body (feat. TeTrill)
Good guy boy you getting out of line so we can go body for body
You ain't never trap with the sack with the G's in your bag
That shit used to be my little hobby
Brodie just call me for something that money be talking
You know where the fuck you can find me
Imma be patient I'm patiently waiting my nigga
I don't want nobody to sign me
I list all these rappers right on to my hit list I check them
I need to be sponsored by Nike
She fucking on niggas but she got a Hubby
Damn no wonder these bitches be trifling
DaDon and big Say That them niggas don't play that
They hop on your beat and you think it's a cypher
I love all my brothers we stick to the code they trust me
I put my right hand on the Bible
Trill be fresh he looking so clean
I got the baddest bitch on my team
Two Six Ville' cause that's where I be
Nothing full of robbers killers dope fiends
My pockets fat loaded obese
Say that you that nigga show me
We not friends kin or homies
Nigga be snitching rats police
I hop on this bitch imma talk my shit
You bet they gon' catch me you lost that shit
And I can't be running with niggas
They don't got no morals I see how they flopping and shit
No I can't go back to me being poor
I hopped off the porch got to rocking and shit
This nigga flexing them bands we kick in his door
You know we ain't knocking and shit
Shit I gotta story to tell
And this bitch hella' deep can you sit down and listen
I done seen niggas get dropped and I can't go
I keep a rod man like the pistons
I was so broke down bad almost threw in the towel
How I go from rags to riches
From rags to riches
I'm feeling like Thugger I'm running up digits
Good guy boy you getting out of line so we can go body for body
You ain't never trap with the sack with the G's in your bag
that shit used to be my little hobby
Brodie just call me for something that money be talking
You know where the fuck you can find me
Imma be patient I'm patiently waiting my nigga
I don't want nobody to sign me
I had a hobby for stepping on niggas
Ques' had a hobby for pulling them triggers
Get on the beat and I skate for the figures
She know imma stepper she calling me mister
These niggas capping they moves and I'm peeping the shit
If he diss on a post I'm deleting his shit
And I'm big popping they want a feature and shit
I'm knowing they riding a wave
Remember old me had to starve for days
So I had to pop it couldn't watch momma struggle
I put all my pain in the bars today
Twin Glocks out the whip he think he seeing double
I pop and send him to the stars today
Niggas hating cause I'm going far today
The gas got me booted on Mars today
Not stunting these hoes I be out the way
It ain't no question I get to the digits
Spin on your block boy just like it's a fidget
This Draco gon' hit and I swear I ain't missing
I told you to keep my name out of your mentions
Can't fuck with these bitches begging for attention
Free Cuzzo they got him locked up in the prison
I promise you imma make the right decision
G double S D R 1 shut up and listen
Good guy boy you getting out of line so we can go body for body
You ain't never trap with the sack with the G's in your bag
That shit used to be my little hobby
Brodie just call me for something that money be talking
You know where the fuck you can find me
Imma be patient I'm patiently waiting my nigga
I don't want nobody to sign me
You ain't never trap with the sack with the G's in your bag
That shit used to be my little hobby
Brodie just call me for something that money be talking
You know where the fuck you can find me
Imma be patient I'm patiently waiting my nigga
I don't want nobody to sign me
I list all these rappers right on to my hit list I check them
I need to be sponsored by Nike
She fucking on niggas but she got a Hubby
Damn no wonder these bitches be trifling
DaDon and big Say That them niggas don't play that
They hop on your beat and you think it's a cypher
I love all my brothers we stick to the code they trust me
I put my right hand on the Bible
Trill be fresh he looking so clean
I got the baddest bitch on my team
Two Six Ville' cause that's where I be
Nothing full of robbers killers dope fiends
My pockets fat loaded obese
Say that you that nigga show me
We not friends kin or homies
Nigga be snitching rats police
I hop on this bitch imma talk my shit
You bet they gon' catch me you lost that shit
And I can't be running with niggas
They don't got no morals I see how they flopping and shit
No I can't go back to me being poor
I hopped off the porch got to rocking and shit
This nigga flexing them bands we kick in his door
You know we ain't knocking and shit
Shit I gotta story to tell
And this bitch hella' deep can you sit down and listen
I done seen niggas get dropped and I can't go
I keep a rod man like the pistons
I was so broke down bad almost threw in the towel
How I go from rags to riches
From rags to riches
I'm feeling like Thugger I'm running up digits
Good guy boy you getting out of line so we can go body for body
You ain't never trap with the sack with the G's in your bag
that shit used to be my little hobby
Brodie just call me for something that money be talking
You know where the fuck you can find me
Imma be patient I'm patiently waiting my nigga
I don't want nobody to sign me
I had a hobby for stepping on niggas
Ques' had a hobby for pulling them triggers
Get on the beat and I skate for the figures
She know imma stepper she calling me mister
These niggas capping they moves and I'm peeping the shit
If he diss on a post I'm deleting his shit
And I'm big popping they want a feature and shit
I'm knowing they riding a wave
Remember old me had to starve for days
So I had to pop it couldn't watch momma struggle
I put all my pain in the bars today
Twin Glocks out the whip he think he seeing double
I pop and send him to the stars today
Niggas hating cause I'm going far today
The gas got me booted on Mars today
Not stunting these hoes I be out the way
It ain't no question I get to the digits
Spin on your block boy just like it's a fidget
This Draco gon' hit and I swear I ain't missing
I told you to keep my name out of your mentions
Can't fuck with these bitches begging for attention
Free Cuzzo they got him locked up in the prison
I promise you imma make the right decision
G double S D R 1 shut up and listen
Good guy boy you getting out of line so we can go body for body
You ain't never trap with the sack with the G's in your bag
That shit used to be my little hobby
Brodie just call me for something that money be talking
You know where the fuck you can find me
Imma be patient I'm patiently waiting my nigga
I don't want nobody to sign me
Credits
Writer(s): Queonte Hilliard
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