ORG PillaBaby - No Body Lyrics

Never Switched on my dogs
Never switched on my bros
And I always put the money before the hoes
But there's things I've done that nobody knows

I've been good from the start I know everything was hard
I can put that on my soul
But there's things I've done that nobody

Knooo

Nobody knows nobody knows
Nobody knows nobody knows

But there's things I've done that nobody knows

Hmmm

Nobody knows nobody knows
Nobody knows nobody knows

But it's things I've done that nobody knows

Nobody nobody

Never switched on my niggas never This shit forever
Held it down when I was in the slammer
Thousand rounds that's ten niggas with ten chopper hammers
Think my smile got these bitches open like a Sandal

Ever seen a nigga drop slow like a feather
All my niggas been up to score and we ain't tellin
All solid

Was startin' riots had security tryin' to move us
They even scared
Yeah they know they fu*kn' with some shooters
In that cell was eatin' noodles
Don't want no more on them bitches

Bro hit me with a pole aint tell me that it had a switch
Can go for days with story bout them days up in that system
Can count on one hand how many times I got for Christmas

We was taught to go and get it nigga
I'm with the niggas that I started with
Better check the recent pictures
PO Trippin' told me try to stay away from niggas
But I can't cause I know how God made my niggas
We locked in

Nobody knows nobody knows nobody knows nobody knows

Things I've done that Nobody knows

Hmmmm

Nobody know Nobody knows nobody kno Nobody knows
Things that I've done that Nobody knows


Wipe the sweat from my forehead
Then go in
If I ain't drop him then my bros did
Opps know
The niggas tellin' that's the only way the cops know
Been keeping secrets
I don't even think my f*ckin' pops know

Ride slow
Bro hit the light
Drop the window
That's the same night they caught me

I was wearin' timbows
Been dunkin' on niggas
You would think the f*ckin' rim low
Related to money Young niggas flexin
We still bros

Only real gangstas around me
No imposter
So many of my opps dead
They made a new roster
Started with a 25 now It's a new chopper
That's a lie
This a used choppa
Bro wild

Gotta problem with my niggas Then blow dop
But be smooth
Yeah they stick loud
Like drum line
One sound f*ck your band
Where I'm wild
Niggas move crazy then trip
When I don't come round

Never switched up Bitched up Never clicked up
Thick skin No cap
Nigga my shit tough
From Highland Park
Where I was raised Nigga it get rough
DJ out here lookin' like a slave
Yeah his shit buff

Same day you drop in the grave Nigga yo bitch fu*kin
Back to back Spinning for days
They think this shit lucky Bro got a Mac
I got a K
Nigga this shit ugly
No time to lack Get in your game
Or it's gon' get funky
For real


Nobody knows nobody knows nobody knows nobody knows

Things I've done that Nobody knows

Hmmm


Nobody knows nobody knows nobody knows nobody knows

Things I've done that Nobody knows

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