We catch a body and we laugh about it
I fucked her friend, I don´t feel bad about it
Grindin´ is agonizing but it´s gratifying
Skinny (?) on a salad diet
I lost my mind, I´m like fuck everybody

I lost my mind but I got extra copies
I fuck so long it feel like exercising
I test the lying before testifying
All I got is hitters in my squad
I could get you killed all my niggas want the job
I could get you killed it just take a head nod
Don´t you dare (?) tonight, that´s a real deadline
Zero fucks given, I make her come to the condo butt naked
Cause bitch ain´t no stealin´
She still come visit, she don´t wanna leave
She compared it to me leaving a witness
I said I get it
I keep some cocaine on me for the bitches
And this AK is not for decoration
Fuck boys give me the heebee-jeebees
I got a hit list like the Yellow Pages

If she can suck a dick or snort a (?)
Then ooh baby you got my full attention
Champagne expensive, it taste gooder vintage
Open your nose, I put some sugar in it
I don´t fuck around with them fuck arounds
I might fuck around and catch a body
I got some niggas that´ll hunt ya down
And catch you slippin´ like you playin´ hockey
We catch a body, and we laugh about it
I fuck her friend, I don´t feel bad about it
Money and drugs, I´m talkin´ (?)
Skinny titans on a saturday
Chopper leave you with a half a body
Make sure he dead before we leave my nigga grab his wallet
I got the hook up on them rocket launchers
I told Obama fuck with me, you know I got it
Slim, you need to fuck with me you know I got it

I know somebody that know somebody
Look, traffic dying, we still trap or dyin´
It´s agonizing but it´s gratifying
Squad, I could get you killed, all my niggas want the job
I could get you killed it just take a head nod
Don´t you dare (?) tonight, that´s a real deadline
You ain´t got no hitters in your squad
I could get you killed, that´s my real day job
I´mma crime of passion, I´mma fuckin´ hate crime
Spit like I ate bombs
And my (?)
I´m a motherfuckin´ man
Scarface, face-mob
Pockets lookin´ like the Blob
Chips like Cape Cod
Bust your motherfuckin´ egg till I see egg nog

My bougie bitch ratchet, my ratchet bitch a straight snob
Hold up, who know how to read gang signs?
Cause we gone throw ´em up and give ´em hang time
I got white, I got brown, sell it at the same time
That´s that James Brown, that´s that James Bond
We catch about it and we laugh about it
It´s catastrophic but we glamorize it
It´s Agonizin´, but it´s gratifyin´
Skinny Titans on a salad diet
Chopper leave you with a half a body
No hesitation, no stall, like the back I´m crowded
Chopper so big, so tall, it could wrap around me
Triple A, astronomic, anatomic
Tunechi, and it´s that sorry for the wait
And I´m so sorry for the wait