Testo di Body Catchers

(Banger, banger) Ayy And we came from nothing No, no, no, no, no, hey (brr) Yeah-yeah, yeah, oh (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) Told my mama we straight, put the food on her plate So you know that a young nigga pavin' the way He ain't talkin' 'bout money, he talkin' 'bout nothin' You know that a nigga on the paper chase (fuck 'em) I was stickin' up niggas, I needed that cash My mama had told me to change my ways (grr) That shit was so crazy, my mind was racin' I hit my knees every night and prayed for better days Goin' bad broke, man, a nigga like, "uh-uh" (uh-uh) Glock on my lap, but the chopper in the trunk (the trunk) Drippin' nowadays, I was ridin' on a bunk (on a bunk) Interrogation room, I was actin' like a dumb-dumb (a dumb-dumb) I don't know shit, I can't tell you nothin' (I don't know shit) Bitch, I came up off robbin' and hustlin' I got them bodies, but I can't discuss it And if I see an opp, I'ma kill him in public (I'ma kill him) We are the body catchers, yeah (The body catchers, the body catchers) I'ma leave a fuck nigga layin' on a stretcher (On a stretcher, on a stretcher), yeah, yeah First row, I was just in the nosebleeds, niggas say they didn't know me (the fuck?) If a nigga say that I'm a ho or a bitch, he gon' have to come show me (come test me) Got twin glocks like zack and cody, make 'em lean like codeine I was thirteen, sellin' all the dope fiends, had to get it by any means (trap, trap) I'ma speak my mind, but I think about murder Go flip an opposition like a nigga was a burger (yeah, yeah) How the fuck you a street nigga, rats in your circle? (yeah, yeah) If a nigga tell what I did, I'ma have to murk him I'ma decorate a nigga casket How you a shooter, you ain't got no badges? (you a bitch) Mama cryin' on the scene, tragic My bullets a present, they'll leave you in the past tense Told my mama we straight, put the food on her plate So you know that a young nigga pavin' the way He ain't talkin' 'bout money, he talkin' 'bout nothin' You know that a nigga on the paper chase I was stickin' up niggas, I needed that cash My mama had told me to change my ways That shit was so crazy, my mind was racin' I hit my knees every night and prayed for better days Goin' bad broke, man, a nigga like, uh-uh (uh-uh) Glock on my lap, but the chopper in the trunk (the trunk) Drippin' nowadays, I was ridin' on a bunk (on a bunk) Interrogation room, I was actin' like a dumb-dumb (a dumb-dumb) I don't know shit, I can't tell you nothin' (I don't know shit) Bitch, I came up off robbin' and hustlin' I got them bodies, but I can't discuss it And if I see an opp, I'ma kill him in public (I'ma kill him) We are the body catchers, yeah (the body catchers) I'ma leave a fuck nigga layin' on a stretcher (on a stretcher, stretcher) The body catchers, the body catchers On a stretcher, on a stretcher, ayy