kappalot - body shit lyrics
she died in there, juckus x+y, uh, yeah
we gon’ find out where he stay, and we gon’ hit that f+cking l!ck
that lil’ b+tch, she f+cking with my vibe, i told her take a pic
me and gang gon’ find out where he stay, we gon’ hit the l!ck
that lil’ b+tch, she f+cking with my vibe, i told her take that pic
man, she lacking all this sh+t, she love the way i d+ck her in
i just hit that b+tch, get all my sh+t, she ain’t no skin+to+skin
what the f+ck? i grabbed that pole and then i put that sh+t right in
did her down on all that sh+t, now they streaming how that hit
i called up on that drill, we gotta get him, hit
that n+gga’s daddy got stomped in front of his f+cking kids
we just hate them n+ggas so much, they don’t wanna get it in
me and gang, we step on sh+t, you know we put that pain right in
sfg, that be my team, and we don’t ever f+ck with gits
me and gang, we in that b+tch, and we just holding on that stick
no h0m+, i just gotta draco, that b+tch just got a d+ck
who the f+ck you shot at, bro? you missed all of them sh+ts
me and gang gon’ find out where he stay, we gon’ get him hit
told that b+tch, “you hitting on my d+ck,” i told her take a pic
pass that b+tch to chris, ’cause that he finna body sh+t
me and gary body sh+t, jersey knows we solid, sh+t
n+ggas try to steal my flow, but they ass can’t copy it
eat the f+ck off all of us, keep a smith like karate kid
push him back, that n+gga froze, now watch his body twitch
reconstructed n+gga’s face, we told that b+tch to remodel it
tell that n+gga drop the low, ’cause he not really dropping it
me and gang, n+ggas see bodies, all them bodies dropping quick
roll up, gon’ send a song, you know we gotta body it
all these bodies dropping quick, i told that b+tch, “let’s pop some sh+t.”
i’m just trying to catch a n+gga lacking, trying to get him hit
we gon’ wait outside his job until that n+gga change his shift
all these n+ggas hit my phone, and they just trying to compensate
i call up chris to get him hit, that b+tch fled, we gotta skip
me and chris, we run that drill, we gon’ take that f+cking trip
all these n+ggas talking sh+t, sfg, we getting lit
i ain’t never been no b+tch, you know that i just body sh+t
me and gang, we step on sh+t, keep a smith & wesson, b+tch
man, i run on me and bro, this lethal weapon ’bout to hit
beating up that n+gga pops, we see his dad, we step on this
rash sh+t like a f+cking game, i’ll come first and second, b+tch
and i really love my b+tch, i’m thanking god she heaven+sent
pushing back that n+gga’s sh+t, that n+gga met the reverend
running up the pinks and blues, we never count deficits
in my last name, i be irwin, keeping mac+11, b+tch
i bet that 3.7 hit, do this sh+t with emphasis
you can’t beef with me, you broke, ’cause your life get ended quick
9+4 and 2+6, we running up through jeffersons
i feel like ice cube, keep my gaps, i’m all about the benjamins
uh, yeah, yeah
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