Lil Rick, Fiji X, Rocky LeDale - Body Bag Lyrics

No mistakes, we ain't playing 'round
We had to lay that murder game down
We caught 'em lacking, it was all bad
We sent some shots up at his ball cap
He must of thought that it was all rap, 'til we put 'em in a body bag
Body bag, body bag, nigga
Body bag, body bag, nigga

Put 'em in a body bag, gon' zip 'em up
And I'm on lil buddy ass since he acting tuff
And we smoking dead opps, throw 'em in a dutch
Pull up and I'm scoring, I'm coming through in the clutch

And this pole ain't for show, imma keep this bitch on tuck
Man just know imma blow, I ain't never gave a fuck
Put his body out on ice, we slide on 'em hockey pucks
Boy, you better duck

Toting big guns
Lemme know who wanna get some
Me and gang we screaming, "redrum"
Took yo homie left lung
Bullets touch 'em, ain't no back rub
Stupid clip, I'm wit' the shit, who wanna act dumb?

Devil got a hold of me
Now I keep my pole on me
Can't let them put a hole in me

Can't let 'em put a hole in me

No mistakes, we ain't playing 'round
We had to lay that murder game down
We caught 'em lacking, it was all bad
We sent some shots up at his ball cap
He must of thought that it was all rap, 'til we put 'em in a body bag
Body bag, body bag, nigga
Body bag, body bag, nigga

Ballin' 'til death call us
Got 'em pressed, so they wanna press charges
Live lawless, got the carbon in my joggers
Hit targets, cause I'm coo' wit' the arguing

Ain't no way that imma wrestle wit' a nigga
Told 'em watch his back, I put a bezel on a nigga
When it's time to war, I put a schedule on a nigga
I ain't talking pots and pans, its time to handle me a nigga

Shoot the crap out you, gon' and gamble lil nigga
Trigger finger itching, it ain't dandruff lil nigga
Tote a pole if its smoke, plenty cancer for a nigga
Strike a pose for the pole, this hammer a camera lil nigga

I'm just trynna age gracefully
Trynna make it from A to B
So that Nina gotta stay wit' me
I figure this the way to be
Let a fuck nigga play wit' me
And imma play for keeps
And imma play for keeps

No mistakes, we ain't playing 'round
We had to lay that murder game down
We caught 'em lacking, it was all bad
We sent some shots up at his ball cap
He must of thought that it was all rap, 'til we put 'em in a body bag
Body bag, body bag, nigga
Body bag, body bag, nigga