Testo Body4Body

(Glock up in my pocket 'case they wanna test my luck)
Double R
(Finger—Finger on the trigger, I ain't never givin' up)
Mafia, Double R
(Glock up—Glock up in my pocket 'case they wanna test my luck)
Mafia, Double R
(Finger—Finger on the trigger, I ain't never givin' up)
Brrt
We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top
We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top
We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top
We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top

If the Devil want smoke, I'll push up to Hell in a Demon, I ain't goin' for shit if I'm breathin'
Lil' bitch gave 'em my drop, just like a [?], this hollow gon' pierce through and cleave him
Bitch, I'll do a drill in this Michael Amiri, this Balmain sweatеr came straight outta Neiman's
I'll do a bitch like Drakе, when I take off this rubber, get hot tryna play with my semen
Bitch, I'm a bully, this for the trenches, look at my teeth, my jewelry, exquisite
Big thirty clip like to poke out my britches, a hole in that pussy, can't fix it with stitches
Gucci my shoe just to step on the sixes, know I'm so cheap, it ain't nothin' [?]
I am the voice of the steppers, the voice of the shooters, the voice of the niggas who with me
Chasin' a nut like Scrat, she want me to fuck 'cause my chain is on Ice Age You took your risks in a school, my niggas was riskin' they life on a dice game
I don't care who we smacked, your mama, your dog, or your sister, just long as the price paid
I shoot through his room and graze him on purpose, leave guts on his fade like a dry shade
Better stay on the west with that chitter-chatter, really hope you don't think you no bully
Told you before, I banana'd the clip, he ain't curious no more, turn that [?]
Slimed me a nigga, put snake in his boot, let me tell you a story, I did him like Woody
Never had hated, I be the type nigga to pull on your hood like a TripleK hoodie
I'm out in Dallas, these hoes see the jewelry, they just wanna text stuff
They can feel that I'm next up
You could play with me [?] and get wet up
Told 'em, "Neck, only aim from the neck up"
I can get you touched like this a check-up
Man, these niggas be greener than Shrek's butt
Ain't nothin' less than a quarter, that's heads up
TripleK made that bitch put his hands up, yeah

We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top
We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top
We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top
We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top

Go uppin' this glizzy, I ain't up for discussion
She say she love me, I know that she fuckin'
I want some static, they say they be clutchin'
Ain't worried in traffic, I know they ain't bustin'
No lie [?], my nigga sucker free
If it's up and it's stuck, come across the street
Opp keep on duckin' me, why they ain't touchin' me?
And the glizzy right here, totin' 33, we rollin' shit for y'all, niggas swisher sweet
If I'm clutchin' that .40, we stick him up, leave that boy in the streets, ambulance pick him up
I'm slangin' that pole, then you meetin' your maker
I post on the block just like Harden, we shakin'
This Drac' is so mad and the bitches, they hate him
I don't mush up my burger, ain't squashin' no beef
Shawty, she green, blend in with a tree
Fuck D to the A, leave that boy in the street
We robbin' the studio time, it ain't free
Like bitch, shawty bad, now I'm back on the block
I'm in love with the stick, Rico stay with his Glock
Yeah, boy think he hard, then we crackin' it raw
Or we kill him, don't push me, I'm feelin' like Pac
Got a video shoot, dumb, bad ho to [?]
All of my opps get head from they mama
I'm blitzin' the best, so she talk to a runner
Might pop me a perc', I'm in Vegas to stunt her
Drac' face in the back, let it rip like a shredder
Love sour cream, can't forget 'bout my cheddar
Drop on the dick 'cause she know I'mma catch her
Got seventy-five shots and I brought a lil' extra
Man, that ho gotta go, she ain't blowin' the flute
You ain't steppin', you blink when you ready to shoot

We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top
We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top
We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top
We goin' body-for-body, Glock-for-Glock, opp-for-opp, bitch, top-for-top