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Bodi Bodi, Bodi, I'm talm bout Ay I got the gas pack Stank up the house, got to work in my backpack Heard he a snitch, better set up a rat trap Chasing the sack just like Warren Sapp's back Sleep on the floor when there's nowhere to crash at You want a verse, well, I'm sending my CashApp You took my bitch, guess what? You can have that Plot on the world like Pinky the Lab Rat That boy a cap like Yamaka Said you was havin', we know, we on to ya You don't come outside, you on a monitor Eat up the beat like piranha does I be high, I'm on Mars like Veronica Off the dope, So Gone, like Monica Head spin like a dreidel on Hanukkah If we beef and I die then I'm hauntin' ya I know you tried to get rid of me Epic fail, cause they play me in Italy Now the movement got legs like a centipede Take the top off, I ride in a Kennedy Shittin' on niggas like Elvis, uh My old bitch still say I'm selfish Ballin' so hard I might slide to the Celtics Talkin' that shit, he definitely gettin' dealt with Ima put Ma in a castle Cause when I was young I was definitely a hassle Bodi jump back in the satchel I paint her face, Art Basel Talkin' to snakes like Mowgli Got out my way because that's what was holdin' me I don't see nobody over me I don't see no one controlling me Boy, you thought, must be high off a cocoa leaf Free Kodak, man, I'm tryna roll a piece Like a gardener the way that I handle beats See over the game like a canopy And I'm deep in the water like manatees Smokin' dope I need that for my sanity Five hoes off caine like Danity I'm tryna be cool but I know she a fan of me, yeah
Writer(s): Shane Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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