Funds - Bodybag Lyrics

(AP, AP, AP)
F*ck it, crunch 'em (Rrrr)
Body bag, dump 'em (yeah)
He food, lunch 'em
That nigga front get to bussin' (Bow bow bow)
Boy rick, running
Lock ups, dungeons
Got big chops, we hunting (Glah)
Boy with this glock I'ma dust 'em (Bow bow bow)
F*ck it, crunch 'em (Rrrr)
Body bag, dump 'em
He food, lunch 'em
That nigga front get to bussin' (Bow bow bow)
Boy rick, running
Lock ups, dungeons
Got big chops, we hunting
Boy with this glock I'ma dust 'em (Glah glah glah)
Back out the glock get to damaging
Lotta niggas see me and get to panicking
(These niggas be panicking)
I'm back to counting these bands again
Caught him lacking now he froze like a mannequin
(Ice ice)
Sleezy ballout off the xan again
Gz pull up with the drum just to blam at 'em
(Fye fye fye fye)
Moving them drugs hand-to-hand again
Pounds turning into zips with my hand in 'em
(Gas gas gas)
If you knew better, baby you do better
Bnb to the mansion I'm Hugh Hefner
Me and all my niggas jacking them two letters
The duffle is filled with the blue cheddar
(Bands bands)
I can't be trusting no bitches, can't f*ck with no niggas, I keep me like two 'rettas (Glah glah glah)
Niggas be thinking they safe, ion go on no chase, I'ma just let the crew wet 'em, bitch
(AP,AP,AP)
F*ck it, crunch 'em (Rrrr)
Body bag, dump 'em (Yeah)
He food, lunch 'em
That nigga front get to bussin' (Bow bow bow)
Boy rick, running
Lock ups, dungeons
Got big chops, we hunting (Glah)
Boy with this glock I'ma dust 'em (Bow bow bow)
F*ck it, crunch 'em (Rrrr)
Body bag, dump 'em
He food, lunch 'em
That nigga front get to bussin' (Bow bow bow)
Boy rick, running
Lock ups, dungeons
Got big chops, we hunting
Boy with this glock I'ma dust 'em (Glah glah glah)