Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Body For Body, artist - Rylo Rodriguez. Date of issue: 26.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Body For Body |
| Body for body |
| Let’s go body for body |
| Tell them niggas let’s go body for body |
| Body for body |
| If they take one of ours, we take three them |
| That’s how we go and get even |
| If they take one of ours, we take three them |
| That’s how we go and get even (Damn, Kai, you goin' krazy) |
| Body for body |
| I can’t say we don’t do drivebys, I’d be lying |
| And what’s the difference anyway long as them niggas dying |
| Kel-Tec came from Delta, 5056 bullets flying |
| .40 Glock, Dracos, and 9s |
| And I pray the one killed him was mine |
| They got all them guns but they fronting |
| Them boys some hoes, they had guns but start running |
| Many niggas talking, get in the courtroom and fold up |
| He died, send his body to a dispensary, he a pack now, just roll up |
| They say when you get a lil' money, just leave your city for good |
| If you do that, they gon' say you changed, he be scared to come back to his hood |
| I can’t trust these hoes, they fuck any nigga for fame |
| I can’t love these hoes, they fuck any nigga with a name |
| Wockhardt, I can’t wait to unseal it, pick it |
| I got more problems than a broke nigga, I’m tryna fix it, real shit |
| So much tension in this room |
| Ain’t nobody strangers, these all bros |
| Hope they wasn’t playing cool with me to backdoor me |
| I watched some niggas drown in a pool of blood |
| World full of opps and I don’t know who to trust |
| just thinking 'bout a body |
| He done went and caught him one just like DeAndre Hopkins |
| Fucking an opp bitch, I hit her at the hotel, she can’t get my location |
| She can’t suck dick, she make me pissed, but I’m not on probation |
| She came out, was bleeding, I just wanna play her mouth |
| I feel like the deacon, seen niggas tryna play the crowds |
| I just might go to preaching |
| I’m still peeling off these leeches |
| Got a switch don’t you try to run |
| I might stop, drop, and roll, all us got firearms |
| Fuck who your people, we still pull up |
| Glizzies in the McLaren |
| Blickies in the McLaren |
| I send 'em to get you just like errands |
| Body for body |
| Let’s go body for body |
| Tell them niggas let’s go body for body |
| Body for body |
| If they take one of ours, we take three them |
| That’s how we go and get even |
| If they take one of ours, we take three them |
| That’s how we go and get even |
| I don’t fear no nigga, I put that shit on my mama |
| Netflex watching, bodies dropping, leave 'em pale as McDonald |
| You know what that mean, hit 'em up in the middle of the summer |
| Fuck 'round, kill a saint, we don’t believe in a karma |
| Kel-Tec, unfold it |
| Headstones, dead roses |
| You niggas speaking on dead niggas like they killed 'em |
| Catch 'em lacking it’s gon' flip 'em |
| Just 'cause you’re dead don’t mean it’s over, we on the next street |
| Hit your funeral hoping we could make it one for next week |
| I know some killers who got money, they chilled out |
| I know some niggas ain’t got nothing, they still hot |
| I know some shooters who weren’t lacking but still died |
| We like we still out |
| Favorite time to slide is when it’s raining |
| Baby .223 sing like a |
| Clean guns, I done mopped the front and still got stolen ones |
| Scraped the serial number off like Captain Crunch |
| Body for body |
| Let’s go body for body |
| Tell them niggas let’s go body for body |
| Body for body |
| If they take one of ours, we take three them |
| That’s how we go and get even |
| If they take one of ours, we take three them |
| That’s how we go and get even |