Music Video

Lyrics

Body Count Body Count Body Count Ri-Rico Act Big body on fleek, big body on fleek Got me rollin' through the city like a pimp tho Last girl no good, no good for me Swear to God she ain't nothing but a bimbo Three hotties on me, three hotties on me No drama, throw it out the window Fat booty on her, four bottles on me Break it down, everybody do the limbo They told me to go, I don't give a fuck tho Every minute that I've lived it been cutthroat Never let go, we be coming through the front door Boy, I leave a mark Big man, never worry bout the contact Hit you in the mouth, more rings than LeBron has On-On-On-One late night, imma call back Big bark, I'ma show you how a dog catch Run it up, run it up, never walk it out Fuck it up, fuck it up, then I knock it down Never made to the GOAT by tryna talk it out I'd rather add you motherfuckers to my body count Ayy Body Count, Body Count R-R-Rather add you motherfuckers to my body count Body Count Body Count Never made it to the GOAT by tryna talk it out I'd rather add you motherfuckers to my body count My body count never little, it's a large amount Never mediocre, big Chevy, got the bottom down Needa raise it up, like I'm juggling a baby cow If you tryna flex, I'll turn the party to a slaughterhouse Tryna see me in the [hands?], that is not allowed Bottoms up, 40 uppercuts till I knock em out Think you all big cause you puffy when you walk around? Actin' all fly, News favourite gonna sort em out Your whole squad got more tits than Mardi Gras Damn harder than the big boy since I sewed it up Put you in a box, shake you up Spin him on his head! Then I let your pussy ass go and watch you walk around Hahaha Too savage in the city, take the other route I'm the bad boy, I'm the one your daughter talk about Last night, caught another body, brought some bottles out Give me 30 seconds I'ma show you what it's all about Run it up, run it up, never walk it out Fuck it up, fuck it up, then I knock it down Never made it to the GOAT by tryna talk it out I'd rather add you motherfuckers to my body count Ayy Body Count, Body Count R-R-Rather add you motherfuckers to my body count Body Count Body Count Never made to the GOAT by tryna talk it out I'd rather add you motherfuckers to my body count Body Count Body Count Body Count Uh Ri-Rico Act
Writer(s): Robert Tarrant-steedman, Terrel Steven Koivu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out