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bang bang – catch a body lyrics

[verse 1: bang bang]
say your homie k!lled my dawg but now he dead now
i just put like twenty on my wrist b+tch i’m the man now
and i move a lot of pounds for cheap this ain’t no hand outs
i could put like twenty on your head and now it’s man down
i just got this sh+t up out the mud, cause b+tch i trap hard
swing to my gang
you other n+ggas you get taxed off
i could get a hundred on consignment with my trap card
f+ck them other n+ggas they was doubting and now we back on
got these b+tches scoutin’ me
runnin’ like a track star big wallet, sh+t talker. amiris fits is small b+tch, i got big pockets
everytime she get the d+ck
little b+tch, now she can’t sit proper
now i gotta take her to the mall & make her drip proper

fell asleep in gucci
but i woke up in a h+llcat
take this ysl cause i don’t purchase no chanel bags
maybe even fendi like a fact, b+tch i can sell cap
smellin’ like new money & new runners, you can smell saks balenciaga ballin’, chrome heart
reefy said let benjy do the rollie, get the carti
i don’t do no shooting out no cars but i’ll park him
any n+gga speakin’ on my name, and he’ll get auctioned

[verse 2: est gee]
i’m from up the island but getting money with some philly n+ggas rob people k!ll people
i’ll pick my flip up smokin billy kimbell
i can tell from talkin’ to him, he ain’t ever k!lled a n+gga, pistol gripper, ex all in my system
this four nickel got a skinny trigger
ain’t no pretty picture, but i’m shinnin’ n+gga f+ck it
in my hood i’m puffy, i been in my duffy n+ggas never punked me
they know g gon’ bust it, in a scuffle and he getting money
i remember she ain’t wanna f+ck me swore that i was ugly
ridin’ down riata on a huffy that b+tch bed is comfy
my big brother k!ll you if you touch me if you live, you lucky
young n+gga but so far from a rookie n+ggas sweet as tootsies
told my man to switch now it’s a fully he won’t miss a bullet
this exotic dog, pocket bully
mask up when i cook it
he ain’t front it, so you know i took it
i knew he was p+ssy
we gon’ shoot somin’ if you try and whoop me i take beef & cook it
know i talk that sh+t and look it
don’t get k!lled for lookin’ n+gga

[hook: bang bang]
then i got my money up
tell n+ggas they can’t stop me
every week a hundred on, took in and split the profit twenty on my arm, had to get it straight from wafet
tell these n+ggas ima problem, all my n+ggas out here wylin’
catch a body, catch a body for this sh+t (you know you locked in) young n+ggas catchin’ bodies for this sh+t
they trying to get locked in
yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

- bang bang lyrics

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