Body For Body - Rylo Rodriguez

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 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 don’t you try to run

I might stop, drop, and roll, all us got firearms

Fuck who your people, we still pull up

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

Netflex watching, bodies dropping, leave 'em pale as McDonald

You know what that mean, hit 'em up 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 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 we still out

Favorite time to slide is when it’s raining

Baby .223 sing like a

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

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