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Body For Body
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rylo Rodriguez
Rylo Rodriguez
Vocals
KaiGoinCrazy
KaiGoinCrazy
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rylo Rodriguez
Rylo Rodriguez
Songwriter
Kai Hasegawa
Kai Hasegawa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KaiGoinCrazy
KaiGoinCrazy
Producer

Lyrics

Body for body Let's go body for body Tell them niggas let's go body for body Body for body If they take one of ours, we take three them That's how we go and get even If they take one of ours, we take three them That's how we go and get even (damn, Kai, you goin' krazy) Body for body I can't say we don't do drivebys, I'd be lying And what's the difference anyway long as them niggas dying Kel-Tec came from Delta, 5056 bullets flying .40 Glock, Dracos, and 9s And I pray the one killed him was mine They got all them guns but they fronting Them boys some hoes, they had guns but start running Many niggas talking, get in the courtroom and fold up He died, send his body to a dispensary, he a pack now, just roll up They say when you get a lil' money, just leave your city for good If you do that, they gon' say you changed, he be scared to come back to his hood I can't trust these hoes, they fuck any nigga for fame I can't love these hoes, they fuck any nigga with a name Wockhardt, I can't wait to unseal it, pick it I got more problems than a broke nigga, I'm tryna fix it, real shit So much tension in this room Ain't nobody strangers, these all bros Hope they wasn't playing cool with me to backdoor me I watched some niggas drown in a pool of blood World full of opps and I don't know who to trust Just thinking 'bout a body He done went and caught him one just like DeAndre Hopkins Fucking an opp bitch, I hit her at the hotel, she can't get my location She can't suck dick, she make me pissed, but I'm not on strict probation She came out, was bleeding, I just wanna play her mouth I feel like the deacon, seen niggas tryna play the crowds I just might go to preaching I'm still peeling off these leeches Got a switch on this exotic gun, don't you try to run I might stop, drop, and roll, all of us got firearms Fuck who your people, we still pull up Trae Young Glizzies in the McLaren Blickies in the McLaren I send 'em to get you just like errands Body for body Let's go body for body Tell them niggas let's go body for body Body for body If they take one of ours, we take three them That's how we go and get even If they take one of ours, we take three them That's how we go and get even I don't fear no nigga, I put that shit on my mama Netflix watching, bodies dropping, leave him pale as Madonna You know what that mean, hoodie on in the middle of the summer Fuck 'round, kill a saint, we don't believe in a karma Kel-Tec, unfold it Headstones, dead roses You niggas speaking on dead niggas like they killed 'em Catch 'em lacking, my three-some Draco it's gon' flip 'em Just 'cause you're dead don't mean it's over, we on the next street Hit your funeral hoping we could make it one for next week I know some killers who got money, they chilled out I know some niggas ain't got nothing, they still hot I know some shooters who weren't lacking but still died We like boosters with a bat, we still out Favorite time to slide is when it's raining Baby .223 sing like a bird Clean guns, I done mopped the front and still got stolen ones Scraped the serial number off like Captain Crunch Body for body Let's go body for body Tell them niggas let's go body for body Body for body Body for body Let's go body for body Tell them niggas let's go body for body Body for body If they take one of ours, we take three them That's how we go and get even If they take one of ours, we take three them That's how we go and get even
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