Bodies

[Produced By Young Chop] [Hook: Chinx] I ride on them pussies, I’m talking Ducatti I be with them niggas that jack and do robberies Keep fucking around you gon make this a homi I be with them niggas that jack and do robberies None of my niggas ain’t scared to catch no bodies Pussiess talking all that shit, can’t hear nobody None of my niggas ain’t scared to catch nobody None of my niggas ain’t scared to catch nobody [Verse 1: Chinx] Since I got the rock I been hard in the paint I be with them killers, them niggas that target your face Post on the block and them pistols is loaded Ducking them cops, shaking them rodents We started from that floor up You talking money then show some When I rose up, my dough’s up like yay When it’s war time then them niggas gon miss you Been a long time, now the money ain’t an issue Court side seat, nigga brought his own whistle Pushing that rock, running the floor Killing em, that was my aim from the door Most of my niggas they ducking parole We keep it quiet, you making it show These niggas wired, I don’t want to talk Them niggas lying, they ain’t got no dope They be complying, they side with the law Stand with iron, I ride with the four [Hook] [Verse 2: Bobby Shmurda] My niggas gon' break that, head tops Everybody catching headshots when we bend blocks Fuck around and get your friend popped when we send shots Do you really want to test hot, I’m a ten top Imma hit you with a chest shot till your vest pop Hit you with the best Glock in your tank top Shots falling like a rain drop in the same spot Everybody want to bang hot till the gang hot Bodies None of my niggas ain’t scared to catch no bodies None of my niggas ain’t scared to catch no bodies None of my niggas ain’t scared to catch no bodies Monte with me got about four bodies Mitch is with me got about six bodies Jaba with me got about two bodies Me I got about 12 or ten bodies Or ten bodies Bodies [Hook] [Verse 3: Rowdy Rebel] (Bow) Pull a car in that pussy then pop out Hop out, the youngin' blow his top out We drop out when my nigga pull that Glock out When the Tommy get [?], can't top out Drop a dime on my nigga, I’ll block out Put them bands on your head and your man’s gonna be dead Cause none of my niggas can’t top out I roll with them niggas that ride for me Shoot at a nigga and die for me Homie take over your property And all of my niggas so proud of me And all of my niggas still different, there’s levels to shit And I know that I’m shitting Plus there’s money they're getting You fuck with their money, they load up that Smith and (Blaow!) [Hook]