Bodii Bagg Lyrics

I heard the suckas wanna kill me, acting like they tryna get up with me

G-know my body cuz, everybody spinning, Speaking bout my potna, get ta, blowen till its empty

And I don't need yo love, G-Lock fogging up my vision

Suckas always claim they gon' spin till we zip em

Attachments aftermarket, hollows rippin through his tissue

Like don't be mad at me cuz what the shottas clapped on T and them

Mad I popped his homie up, I guess we made it easy for em

Everybody claiming they some demons when they know they not

acting like they killed the homie, R.I.P. my cousin Rocc

Bouncin out the load, was tryna hit him with a couple knotts

screaming it was smerkish, how you know them, shottas on the block

I guess the suckas mad cuz I won't let em take my spot

Heard boogie pulling up, don't leave that designated spot

Fuck a 2-b'z and 6-Deuce They be on cock

Why everybody running when they get to hearing shots (Ah-Ah)

Smerkish what, we slimed yo homie at his moms

Said he G.B.G. but I be changen niggas minds

My G'z shoot ta kill cuz we ain't sparing niggas lives

Pop doe, and caught a fully to his mind then he died

Cuddn know we spankin shit my moma let me do it, Heard he drop ten I bounce out and bet he stop moving

Speaking on the Owes cuz they mad about that one bitch

Give her face shots and keep on oozing till the gun click

They know about that one skit

Was shooting at the ground

Everybody

Say they CK when we not around

My babies like to clap it up

They don't need no applause

Screaming out Janxyy every time we play that one song

Jzz nigga

Smerkish boy nigga

Smerkish boy nigga

We don't do shots

We don't do shots

We don't do shots

We don't do shots

My bitch

Clap

We don't do shots

We don't do shots

We don't do shots

My bitch

Clap

We don't do shots

We don't do shots

We don't do shots

My bitch

Clap

My bitch

Clap

We don't do shots

We don't do shots