Dead Bodies Lyrics

Handsome ass lil nigga hoe take me a picture

Bitch I'm known up in my hood lil' bitch I promise I'm official

I be high as fuck off opp packs we be loadin' up them jiggers

It's two robbers in the front I'm in the backseat with my hitters

556 and 223 imma make them bitches eat his liver

I got ice on me like Elsa bitch I'm cold but I don't shiver

You don't gotta dig up no damn whole we throw their bodies in the river

And I'ma always be with gang

I'mYRKbitchim a killer

Before all this rap shit I was broke lil' bitch I promise I had nothin

Did 10 hours at that job everyday bitch I was hustlin

Sellin' grams till I ran out I had turned nothin' into somethin

Pockets was full of lint now check me out lil' bitch I'm thumbin

I'm out my top when I'm with gang so bitch you better get to truckin

Opps always talkin' bout they outside when I come through them bitches duckin

If I catch one bitch I'ma kill him let that choppa get the busting

And tell that hoe that y'all be with that bitch is only good for fuckin

I'ma watch that chop-chop take off his leg

Man fuck that shit let it take off his dreads

It's always fuck 12 we don't fuck with the feds

Hop out like Carrie we leaving shit red

Gang be like Jay just get to the bread

It's better shit to do nigga use your head

I ain't my nigga I heard what you said

But if a nigga play that bitch gon' be dead

Bad lil' bitch she my passenger demon

She don't say shit she just up it and squeeze it

Fiendin' for blood it's Dracula season

She give me that pussy I'm MJ I beat it

A lil' nigga from Tylertown gettin' money and some fame

When I walk through the door everybody know my name

Since I started rappin' mane fuckin' life ain't been the same

Got a pressure ass bitch she like to see me in my chains

I'ma fuck her with my chains on

Got icy white cocaines on

These niggas say they step like me

The fuck they got they brains on

What they gon' say when gang come

Them bitches better bang some

ARP and 223s imma make them bitches sing some

Fuck your set fuck what you repping

Like a ladder I be stepping

Hella Glocks Mac 11s

Sendin' bitches straight to heaven

Dexter's Lab we be pressing

Don't you step up in my section

Nines and them Smith N Wessons

Eat a bitch like fuckin' dressing

Ayy handsome man lil nigga ho take me a picture

Bitch I'm known up in my hood lil' bitch I promise I'm official

I be high as fuck off opp packs we be loadin' up them jiggas

It's two robbers in the front I'm in the backseat with my hitters

556 and 223 imma make them bitches eat his liver

I got ice on me like Elsa bitch I'm cold but I don't shiver

You don't gotta dig up no damn whole we throw dead bodies in the river

And I'ma always be with gang I'm YRK bitch imma killer

Before this rap shit I was broke lil bitch I promise I had nothin

Did 10 hours at that job every day bitch I was hustlin

Sellin' grams til' I ran out I had turned nothin' into somethin

Pockets was full of lint now check me out lil bitch I'm thumbing