BODIED (feat. BLACKRORSCHACK)

Don't hate on nobody
Don't wait on nobody
I stay with the paper
Come roll with me shawty
I stray from the haters
I work on Pilates
Like Kanye, I'm major
I'm pimpin like Scottie
And I avoid danger
Like that is my Hobby
She like a smart nigga
You know she gone ride me
And I am the nigga
You know they gone call me
Yeah I am the nigga
This drip on my body
I stay with the money
I been spending Hardly
I'm stacking this money
I've been feeling godly
I have my own angel
I light up the hot tree
The lighter just flicker
My lighter real sparky
And I am real hip hop
And I make the heart beat
I just see the vision
And I make a hard beat
She wanted a perky
It's that typa party
In love with the pussy
But it's Getting bodied

I Hate that
I can't sit in a Maybach
Cuz of the money I ain't made back
My bank account need some payback
New checks, yeah I make that
Stay broke, I can't relate that
Big blunts, yeah I face that
All without a face tat
Underground like the basement
And No they can't replace him
Not basic, Like I ain't him
Damn the flow been real flagrant
On the pot and I take shits
My dough need inflation
My Asics got full sprint
Just paper chasing to the money bitch
I wish I could get in a spaceship
And fly to a place that make sense
They be trying my patience
But God won't let me take shit
Run up and get a face lift
For the gold on my bracelet
Got a diamond and rare gems
Set aside for cases
And I only like green faces
Neva divided how states is
Know you just activated
The true form of greatness
And I got a bouquet kid
From a standing ovation
I know it's amazing
But still I don't say shit

Don't hate on nobody
Don't wait on nobody
I stay with the paper
Come roll with me shawty
I stray from the haters
I work on Pilates
Like Kanye, I'm major
I'm pimpin like Scottie
And I avoid danger
Like that is my Hobby
She like a smart nigga
You know she gone ride me
And I am the nigga
You know they gone call me
Yeah I am the nigga
This drip on my body
I stay with the money
I been spending Hardly
I'm stacking this money
I've been feeling godly
I have my own angel
I light up the hot tree
The lighter just flicker
My lighter real sparky
And I am real hip hop
And I make the heart beat
I just see the vision
And I make a hard beat
She wanted a perky
It's that typa party
In love with the pussy
But it's Getting bodied



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Lofton
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