Correction Lyrics Come Catch A Body by NASTII

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B*t*h I ain't been away
Just been catching bodies
Counting duffles
You can f**k around and get a dirty dozen
For ya trouble
B*t*h I heard you ain't even really got that iron
What's your problem
Put ya feet up on a block
And catch you slippin' to the bottom

And every time I hit ya b*t*h
She know it's f**k a condom
While you sit around and hippy flip
I'm out here causin' problems
Gotta put your brothers on
Even if you ain't got it
I ain't never gonna change
Until my skin is f**kin' rotten

F**k
Yah
Come catch a body
You ain't a killer, b*t*h
Don't even try me
Better duck
Yah
Scars on my body
Smile for the picture
This flash on my shoty
F**k
Yah
Come catch a body
You ain't a killer, b*t*h
Don't even try me
Better duck
Yah
Scars on my body
Smile for the picture
This flash on my shoty

B*t*h get the f**k up
Want this fade? Well you got it
A knife in yo gut and a hand in my pocket
Stand the f**k up, get snuffed out like a man
Gripping the drum like I play in a band
And I can't even stand, but I won't stop the poppin'
You dropped yo location, (yo foreign a coffin?)
I'm Lord of Flies cuz I stay where it's rotten
Heroin trip make you feel like a goblin
Scripts in my body make me feel demonic
Crashing my whip off the rocks, talking onyx
Deep in the pit, I want out, lemme stop
Please let me stop it
F**k
Yah
Come catch a body
You ain't a killer, b*t*h
Don't even try me
Better duck
Yah
Scars on my body
Smile for the picture
This flash on my shoty

F**k
Yah
Come catch a body
You ain't a killer, b*t*h
Don't even try me
Better duck
Yah
Scars on my body
Smile for the picture
This flash on my shoty

Uh huh, uh huh
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Uh huh, uh huh
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Scars on my body
For the tally I've murdered
What's my [?] pocket
No, you'll eat the dirt
You think you're so godly
Yeah what is your worth?
A price on your head
Man, I'll get the hearse

Ain't no easy talkin' on it
Just get stomp on the turf
A f**k n***a's a f**k n***a
No blessin' for twerps
Ain't no future havin' brightness
You'll be dark in a hurry
Slicin' n***as for percentage
And doing deal with the mercs
A single n***a in my [?]
They get a death, they were cursed
Ay, I snatch a n***a status
And his blood for the thirst
And if his momma worry about him
Hey, my [?] to a purse
And how that n***a really folded
He more a wallet than a purse
Hah hah!

Buck shot
Splittin' yo purse
And I make you the [?]
You [?]
F**k yeah
Bodies be pilin'
Karate keep wildin'
You end on [?]
your body
I'm back in the alley
Keep it tidy
Decapitation for n***as wildin'
No second guesses
Just bodies flyin'
You n***as well
And you really tryin' to breathe
And still gettin' high
And ain't smellin' just two pistols
Usually be on the [?]
And I see none of you talkin' to [?]
And no rappin' that get you rap
Keep cappin' that get you smack
Keep actin' then you get tap
Keep black and that get you [?]
Don't f**k with your situation
These bullets be percolatin'
You feelin' the t**illatin'
in their faces
Lil b*t*h

F**k
Yah
Come catch a body
You ain't a killer, b*t*h
Don't even try me
Better duck
Yah
Scars on my body
Smile for the picture
This flash on my shoty

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