a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

jahmed – bodybag lyrics

[intro: jahmed]
yeah, ayy (mm, mm, mm)
ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy

[chorus: jahmed]
cash rules, i don’t need no bag, fool
but this sh+t a body bag, how i k!ll a rap tune
and that thing a body bag, how she k!ll her attitude
watch me k!ll her kitty cat
you ain’t gotta ask, fool, ayy
cash rules, i don’t need no bag, fool
but this sh+t a body bag, how i k!ll a rap tune
and that thing a body bag, how she k!ll her attitude
watch me k!ll her kitty cat
you ain’t gotta ask, fool

[verse 1: icecoldbishop]
look, look
let ’em know i don’t play with no b+tch (nuh+uh)
like a kid, i be raising a six (what?)
in impala, we takin’ a fl!ck (what?)
in impala, we takin’ your b+tch (okay)
pop my collar then mate with your b+tch (okay)
if you think about takin’ my sh+t (okay)
i will be an inmate in this b+tch (uh+huh)
put you right in a grave in this b+tch (what?)
had to get it from the shoulder blade
i can show the trap and i can show the blade
i can take you to the coldest spots (mhm)
i can show you where the dope was made (mhm)
i had to get it from a stocking cap
my little homie went to pop the latch (mhm)
no glove, but the socks is black
gotta make sure the glock intact (black)
b+tch, i come from the hardest jungle
turn the carcass to cardigan
want a war, we can start, i’m a part of it
did my sh+t when i slid, put my heart in it
all my n+ggas get dough, it’s a partnership
[chorus: jahmed]
cash rules, i don’t need no bag, fool
but this sh+t a body bag, how i k!ll a rap tune
and that thing a body bag, how she k!ll her attitude
watch me k!ll her kitty cat
you ain’t gotta ask, fool, ayy
cash rules, i don’t need no bag, fool
but this sh+t a body bag, how i k!ll a rap tune
and that thing a body bag, how she k!ll her attitude
watch me k!ll her kitty cat
you ain’t gotta ask, fool

[break: jahmed]
ayy, look, n+gga, it was so cold in granny house, fool
like we had to open up the stove just to let the heat ventilate, n+gga, like
if you ain’t never been through that you wouldn’t understand this sh+t, n+gga
so, like, when i’m screaming, “i need my baggage,” n+gga, i need all mines you feel me fami’?
like, n+gga, that’s on god

[verse 2: jahmed]
kicking my feet up at park
fiends on lock like i’m dealing with pyrex scales
this is what set me apart from n+ggas that say that they do it but actually fail
i just be minding my own, clocking my hours, i’m o.t., i’m never at home
b+tch, why is you calling my phone? you aching my ears with bullsh+t, b+tch, leave me alone
give me the loot
the money outbalance the industry ways and politic goofs
i came in this b+tch with my brodie
i’m popping that sh+t with your b+tch, she moving to loose
piña colada, the juice
karats inside of my chain bling just like my tooth
you stingy with love, but f+ck it, i reroute the coupe, the plan, i’m dodging the noose
i don’t want to hang with you n+ggas
picture me cl!cking up, posting in a pic but don’t really fit in the frame with n+ggas
beef and i’m pulling the sticks, i’m serving a dish, i’ll pf chang a n+gga
untamed, the leash was a temp or didn’t exist, they try to contain a n+gga
i’m solo and it’s perceived that i’m introvert, but i’m really not gang with n+ggas
blow up the spot, exposing where n+ggas is not
some of my n+ggas can’t leave the state
some of my n+ggas not leaving the block
some of my n+ggas is locked in chain
when jesus call demises rise
the casket drops
siblings, cousins, disbelief while mamas cry, body bag
[outro]
b+tch
and just like that, it is what it is
ayy
and that’s what it is, haha
ayy, b+tch

- jahmed lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS