Guapdad 4000 & !llmind - Catching Bodies lyrics

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Guapdad 4000 & !llmind - Catching Bodies lyrics

[Intro] It's a check [Verse 1] I'm not selfish, I can not help it Body look good, even better when I felt it Body like soul food, su*k you like shellfish Murder on my mind now, I am not Melvin Prolly need a lawyer, prolly need a bails man You the whole package, you don't need a salesman Hot like Celsius, hot like Kelvin I let you steal my whole rock like Elvis Come have it, bust down in Balenci' You a bad B, twenty one and naked, you a savage If you let me ah-ah, I'ma stab it Put Chanel-y on your back, gotta have it I'm about self care, twenty K in that Telfar, usеd to be on wealth fare Shе been givin' me that look Might as well put some money on a ni**a book 'Cause I know [Chorus] I'm gettin' locked up I know I'm gettin' locked up, body gettin' locked up She gettin' locked up, she know we gettin' locked up We gettin' locked up I know, I should go back to the streets But I gotta get my peace, that "Ah" gon' die by me I'ma kill it every time, I'ma catch a body in here I'ma catch a body if I hit it wrong Lookin' like that, I'ma catch a body in here I'ma catch a body if I hit him when he lookin' like that Smell a homi' in the air I'ma catch a body if he lookin' like that when I hit yeah Just give me the word, I'ma pull over on this curb, let's spray that- [Verse 2] Count up dog sh*t, pourin' up darkness Sippin' on Belaire, stearin' in a starship Mob stick in the backseat, it's a war ship fu*k the police, fu*k the law, livin' lawless Black boy joy, every season I'm flawless I'm the reason why these ni**as hate it, and they all pissed Glock pocket watchin' my bag, and came for y'all kids Got a dangerous mind, I'm coldhearted I don't know if it's the history curvin' on my mind When I think about that, I got murder on my mind Hey, Kiki, keep clarity VV, I'm rippin' it TC I'm stuck in these day heads, buildin' a Tiki Really not a problem when you wanna come see me Just drop up in it, I'ma spin a bend Keep it player, I'm not tryna put no hands on you I'm just tryna put these bands on you, yeah, still [Chorus] I'm gettin' locked up I know I'm gettin' locked up, body gettin' locked up She gettin' locked up, she know we gettin' locked up We gettin' locked up I know, I should go back to the streets But I gotta get my peace, that "Ah" gon' die by me I'ma kill it every time, I'ma catch a body in here I'ma catch a body if I hit it wrong Lookin' like that, I'ma catch a body in here I'ma catch a body if I hit him when he lookin' like that Smell a homi' in the air I'ma catch a body if he lookin' like that when I hit yeah Just give me the word, I'ma pull over on this curb, let's spray that Brr

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