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b.o.o.m. sgbh – catch lyrics

i got a plane to catch, i got some vibes to catch
i got some money to sn+tch, bad b+tch she a snack
i got a plane to catch, i got some vibes to catch
i got some money to sn+tch, bad b+tch she a snack (yea yea)
i got some sh+t to catch you need to catch up
if you disrespect my gang, we gon act up
said i got some sh+t to catch you need to catch up
if you disrespect my gang, we gon act up (bet, pull up, ya dig!)

i got a plane to catch, i got some vibes to catch
i told her don’t get attached, what are feelings, we don’t do that
hard work got me sore as h+ll, i popped a muscle relaxer
she rub me down when my back hurts
prescription drink in two cups, lean got me walking backwards
shout out d.i. from the west side, wussup de3 in acworth
i did some business with them both, they made sure i got my money’s worth
in the strip club playing kansas, all the girls gon start to twerk
(when she dance she like to cl!ck them heels)
to these hoes shaking asses, i got a soul that’s casper
that means i go ghost if they looking for my assests
baseball mitts, paper come fast we catch it
movie director only motivated by action
tell these n+ggas i been at it
i’m a natural born hustler, so give me my credit like an irate customer
to the folks who did me wrong i still love ya
i’m just moving different, i can’t let you catch me slipping
i can’t let you catch up (ketchup) with me
can’t let you relish my failure, that’s no fun
my dawgs (dogs) was hot, b+tches let us still hit the buns
smiling in my face like it’s a joke, you get smoked
then served at the barbecue, listen to what bars’ll do n+gga
i got a plane to catch, i got some vibes to catch
i got some money to sn+tch, bad b+tch she a snack
i got a plane to catch, i got some vibes to catch
i got some money to sn+tch, bad b+tch she a snack (yea yea)
i got some sh+t to catch you need to catch up
if you disrespect my gang, we gon act up
said i got some sh+t to catch you need to catch up
if you disrespect my gang, we gon act up (bet, pull up, ya dig!)

(catch up, catch up, yea zone, zone, zone, watts!)
walked in the building, all eyes on me
i’m the n+gga y’all rap about, and also the n+gga y’all wanna be
speaking of b (whoop), big b’s n+gga, you know that’s me (go head)
in the booth i drop hot sh+t, that’s third degree
in the booth i drop hot sh+t, that’s third degree
you on instagram, flexing with another n+gga money, boy that’s forgery
these other rappers, they just boring to me
that’s why i can’t do a song with em
that’s why i can’t get along with em
my b+tch she thick like a shake, pull up to the party h+ll of late
cause i was on drugs, drugs, drugs
f+cking with my blood, blood, bloods
my girl steady telling me “baby, you need to take it real slow” (alright)
but i cannot go slow, cause my drugs they on go

- b o o m sgbh lyrics

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