DEAD BODIEZ. Lyrics

Yeah I know they gon obsess uh

And I know they gon obsess uh

And I know they gon obsess uh

And I know they gon

Ball in my hands

Pass off assist

Hop in this whip

She blow me kiss uh

She ain't worried bout shit

Only bout my wrist

Mink on my fit

Feel way to crisp uh

In this bitch I feel way too crisp

I been up four days ain't no rest

I could shoot 100 games never 'gon miss

I got dead bodies hanging out my pants huh

Them hoes hanging out my pants

Ahh I ain't mean to muhfuckin flex

Ahh need for speed move way too quick

I just smoked a P I need my fix

I'm on the way I need my fix

I need that now fuck politics

She talking bout a prada bag

I'm thinking bout that money mix

I been had known these hoes was sad

I been had known these hoes ain't it

I just touched in with bro he say he had a dream we all was rich

Yeah

Yeah

Ball in my hands

Pass off assist

Hop in this whip

She blow me kiss uh

She ain't worried bout shit

Only bout my wrist

Mink on my fit

Feel way to crisp uh

Ball in my hands

Pass off assist

Hop in this whip

She blow me kiss uh

She ain't worried bout shit

Only bout my wrist

Mink on my fit

Feel way to crisp uh

I call one time then I hang up wash my hands

I lay my head down then I sleep and dream bout bands

This shit is serious to me

Ain't no one getting in the way of my shit

It's Karter Real trap shit