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kenny muney - bodies & bucks lyrics

[intro: kenny muney]
(breezy)
yeah

[chorus: kenny muney]
yeah, i’m tryna put somethin’ up (pull it out)
i’m talkin’ ’bout bodies and bucks (i’m talkin’ ’bout all that)
these n+ggas can’t f+ck with us (can’t f+ck with us)
n+gga know he better daff or duck (get low)
these n+ggas tryna dodge a collision (they swerve)
they ain’t really tryna crash with us (better not)
game over, go on and pack it up (go pack it up)

[verse 1: beo lil kenny]
uh, yeah (yeah), tryna send him to god (god)
you better catch you a body or send you a lo’ wan’ be with the mob (wan’ be with the mob)
these n+ggas been textin’ on ig and actin’ like 12, they makin’ it hard (huh?)
i move with two guns on drill sh+t, they calling me sarg’ (sarg’)
roll it (roll it), light it (light it), put that lil’ opp in the air (put it)
i really mastеrmind five hits, they wanna give mе the chair (electric chair)
no, we can’t shoot no car, you gotta aim at his hair (aim at his hair)
he gettin’ a hair cut at the barber shop, sh+t, leave him in there (there you go)

[verse 2: kenny muney]
ayy, we don’t give a f+ck where he was, what the n+gga was doin’, catch him, loaf, pop him (k!ll him)
you know we erasing all the problems
truth is, n+gga was never the problem (b+tch+ass)
these n+ggas just do a lot of yappin’, put him in a casket, hit him in his goggles
yeah, we have all the money and the choppers (yeah)
hmm, young multi+million dollar n+ggas (yup)
i got some hitters so thirsty, i think they’ll jump on a plane to get you (they comin’)
still standin’ on the same gang, i’m the same chain, just bigger (ice)
i’m f+ckin’ on his b+tch, seein’ what she know, ho, but she’ll let me k!ll him (let’s go)
now the n+gga caught doin’ backflips, should’ve stayed and whined n+gga (soft+ass)
[chorus: kenny muney & beo]
yeah, yeah, you know we put sh+t up (you know it)
i’m talkin’ ’bout bodies and bucks (muney)
these n+ggas can’t f+ck with us (nah)
n+gga know he better daff or duck (get low)
these n+ggas tryna dodge a collision
they ain’t really tryna crash with us
game over, go on and pack it up (oh, yeah)

[verse 3: beo lil kenny]
i just checked my bank account (huh?), spent a million in hits (a mill’)
still ain’t callin’ no quits (no quits), still got more on my list (more comin’)
arp with the .60 on it (.60)
you n+ggas b+tches, homie (you n+ggas b+tches)
bulletproof everything i ride, you never get me, homie (never)
run up my pay, lil’ dude a clown, he’ll be dead by nightfall (he wack)
i got like forty cash all on me, that sh+t’ll take care of all of y’all (for all of y’all)
got another hundred in the goyard (hundred)
we gon’ hit you up at the court house (at the court house)
we all night like a porch light (porch light)
we don’t even stop for the red light (don’t stop at)
i heard he said we knocked off his friend, yeah, we gon’ do it again (do it again)
f+ck them lil’ n+ggas, they all some b+tches, let them n+ggas blow in the wind (blow in the wind)
when i say, “go,” they spin (you bet)
you beggin’, you cryin’, you want it to end
i tell them, “h+ll nah, better spin” (spin)
i tell them, “h+ll nah, do it again” (do it again)
[outro: beo lil kenny]
spin again, yeah

- kenny muney lyrics

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