Bodies Lyrics - Bobby Shmurda

[Hook - Chinx] 

I ride on them pussys, I'm talking Ducatti 

I been with them niggas that's jacking through Raris 

Keep fucking around you gon make this a hobby 

I been with them niggas that's jacking through Raris 

None of my niggas ain't scared to catch no bodies 

Pussys talking all that shit, can't hear nobody 

None of my niggas ain't scared to catch nobody 

None of my niggas ain't scared to catch nobody 

[Verse 1 - Chinx] 

Since I got the rock I been hard in the paint 

I be with them killers, them niggas that talk at your face 

Post on the block and them pistols is loaded 

Ducking them cops, shaking them rodents 

We started from that floor up 

You talking money then show some 

When I rose up, my dough's up like yay 

When it's war time then them niggas gon miss you 

Been a long time, now the money ain't an issue 

Court side seat, nigga brought his own whistle 

Pushing that rock, running the floor 

Killing em, that was my aim from the door 

Most of my niggas they ducking parole 

We keep it quiet, you making it show 

These niggas wired, I don't want to talk 

Them niggas lying, they ain't got no dope 

They be complying, they side with the law 

Stand with iron, I ride with the four 

[Hook] 

[Verse 2 - Bobby Shmurda] 

My niggas [?], head tops 

Everybody catching headshots when we bend blocks 

Fuck around and get your friend popped when we send shots 

Do you really want to test hot, I'm a ten top 

Imma hit you with a chest shot to your vest pop 

Hit you with the best Glock in your tank top 

Shots falling like a rain drop in the same spot 

Everybody want to bang hot till the gang hot 

Bodies 

None of my niggas ain't scared to catch no bodies 

None of my niggas ain't scared to catch no bodies 

None of my niggas ain't scared to catch no bodies 

Monte with me got about four bodies 

Mitch is with me got about six bodies 

Jaba with me got about two bodies 

Me I got about 12 or ten bodies 

Or ten bodies 

Bodies 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3 - Rowdy Rebel] 

(Bow) Pull a car in that pussy then pop out 

Hop out, the youngin blow his top out 

We drop out when that nigga pull his Glock out 

When the Tommy get [?] get [?] out 

Drop a dime on my nigga, I'll block out 

Put them bands on your head and your man's gone be dead 

Cause none of my niggas can't top out 

I roll with them niggas that ride for me 

Shoot at a nigga and die for me 

Homie take over your property 

And all of my niggas so proud of me 

And all of my niggas still different, there's levels to shit 

And I know that I'm shitting 

Plus there's money they're getting 

You fuck with their money, they load up that Smith (Blaow!) 

[Hook]