Bodycount (Single 2020) (feat. Jasiah)

Текст песни Jasiah feat Tokyo's Revenge - Bodycount (Single 2020) (feat. Jasiah)

Ay, huh, yeah, um (I fucked that bitch)
I make music (and that's on God, two times)
For people who go to school to fight instead of learn
(And she gon' give me neck)
I'm- I'm too horny
Haha, yuh, yuh, yuh (I can't even, put yo' butthole)
Yuh, huh (on my mouth)
Bitch (I'm not a bitch, but that's all I got, hold on, that's all I got)

We gon' stomp him out (what?)
He talkin' way too fuckin' much (yeah, yeah)
What's there to talk about? (Huh?)
He's speakin' crazy out his neck
So we gon' walk him down (what?)
We at your house 'cause you ain't comin' out (mhm)
What's the body count?

We gon' stomp him out
He talkin' way too fuckin' much (yeah)
What's there to talk about? (Huh?)
He's speakin' crazy out his neck
So we gon' walk him down (what?)
We at your house 'cause you ain't comin' out (mhm)
What's the body count?

Put my dick, her forehead, pretty bitch, gimme neck
I'ma replace your face when I dump out this lead
Put the blunt out on your baby, what he say? I can't hear it (stupid)
It's too loud, and it's late, and I don't motherfuckin' care
Gettin' stupid cash, but please don't ask, I'm gettin' greedy, ay
Count a hundred bands, and then I laugh, you hos be needy, ay (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Big clip in the bag, don't wear no mask, I hope you see me, ay
Seven figures in the bag
And finna bring it back, my niggas be eatin', huh? (Okay, okay)
Put a L right in your shit like a Lexus'
I bought my guns straight from Tex' like Alexis is
Bitch, hit yo' neck, make it spin like The Exorcist (huh? What? Um)

Sentimental bitch, she don't get no text (yeah)
Ice all on my wrist 'cause there's slits on them (yeah)
As-salamu alaykum, piece on my hip (yeah, look)

Oh, you got money, do you?
X-ray vision, see right through you, huh (uh)
You should meet this ruler
It cut through you (yeah, ay), Freddy Krueger, uh
That bitch, she Kryptonite (yeah)
She suck my dick, I'm feelin' super, huh (yeah)
Stuffed money in my pillow (hey)
Had a dream (hey), like Martin Luther, uh (hey, hey)

We gon' stomp him out
He talkin' way too fuckin' much (yeah, yeah)
What's there to talk about? (Huh?)
He's speakin' crazy out his neck
So we gon' walk him down (what?)
We at your house 'cause you ain't comin' out (mm)
What's the body count?

We gon' stomp him out
He talkin' way too fuckin' much (yeah)
What's there to talk about? (Huh?)
He's speakin' crazy out his neck
So we gon' walk him down (what?)
We at your house 'cause you ain't comin' out (mm)
What's the body count? (Stupid)