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project youngin - bodies lyrics

[intro: project youngin]
(dj swift on the track)
i swear to god i ain’t cryin’ no more tears, we catchin’ bodies
(tre made this beat)
wildin’, if i tell them boys, then they gon’ slide it (yeah)
we got fifty rounds on the shotty (on that shotty)
you heard me?
i swear to god, you take one of mines, i need three of yours, you heard me?
let me get that, yeah, ayy, jit hot, cut the fan on
(dj got the keys jumpin’)

[chorus: project youngin]
’bout my n+ggas, no more tears, we want them bodies
and when it’s pressure, we gon’ stretch you, wе ain’t hidin’
wildin’, i make one call, then thеy slidin’
jp, he put fifty rounds on the shotty
i’m a whole different n+gga off them jiggas, out my body
if i’m drivin’ up, i’m shootin’, don’t give a f+ck, just know i’m ’bout it
glock spit, i rock out dolo, don’t need no posse
violent, stop it, you n+ggas ain’t even ’bout sh+t

[verse 1: project youngin]
ayy, free lil rayray out that can, he popped his noggin
feds came and picked him up, he kept it solid
solid, that boy there, he caught a body
12 ask us questions, i swear he know nothin’ ’bout it
i’m a florida boy for real, i’m totin’ on that steel
ain’t no cappin’ in them raps, this sh+t i’m sayin’ i did for real
i’m sellin’ clean and sellin’ weed, at 2018, a quarter mil’
i slump you over if i’m sober, it get worser on that pill
call up hot and tell him come and cut that fan on
she ain’t wanna f+ck, i kicked her out, she said i’m dead wrong
know i keep it pimpin’, i ain’t trippin’, ’cause my bread long
if n+ggas actin’ funny, i drop my money, get his head gone, yeah
[chorus: project youngin]
’bout my n+ggas, no more tears, we want them bodies
and when it’s pressure, we gon’ stretch you, we ain’t hidin’
wildin’, i make one call, then they slidin’
jp, he put fifty rounds on the shotty
i’m a whole different n+gga off them jiggas, out my body
if i’m drivin’ up, i’m shootin’, don’t give a f+ck, just know i’m ’bout it
glock spit, i rock out dolo, don’t need no posse
violent, stop it, you n+ggas ain’t even ’bout sh+t

[verse 2: hotboii]
jp, he put fifty rounds on the shotty for real
no rps, i’d rather catch a body for real
i was gone, first i couldn’t put some diamonds in my grill
and you know i’m from the south so i be shinin’ when i chill
i told you how i feel, i’m just tryna keep it real
they offered me a mil’, i know my worth, so f+ck a deal
my n+gga in the sky, i don’t even know how to feel
might tell you i’m alright, but this really how i feel
death gettin’ close to me
gon’ keep the steel so whenever it’s approaching me
i love my son, that n+gga, he mean the most to me
guns and funds, can’t nothin’ keep lil’ bro from me

[chorus: project youngin]
’bout my n+ggas, no more tears, we want them bodies
and when it’s pressure, we gon’ stretch you, we ain’t hidin’
wildin’, i make one call, then they slidin’
jp, he put fifty rounds on the shotty
i’m a whole different n+gga off them jiggas, out my body
if i’m drivin’ up, i’m shootin’, don’t give a f+ck, just know i’m ’bout it
glock spit, i rock out dolo, don’t need no posse
violent, stop it, you n+ggas ain’t even ’bout sh+t

- project youngin lyrics

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