Chetta - Murciélago lyrics

Itching for a body all week
Clutching gripping tommys in my sleep
HARD BODY shit aint for the weak
Tell me that you bout it pRETTY PLEASE
Wishing that you would come
Fuck with a real one
I get it hotter than summer
Wishing that you would come
Fuck with a real one
I kill a bitch in my slumber tAKE IT OUTSIDE
I feel like a pilgrim off in the field
You look like a victim
In my vision no wonder


Who want trouble ima show em nO MERCY
Merk the witness nO JURY
Bout my business nO WORRY
HOW IM LIVING sO DIRTY

Phone been lit up all week
Trapping flipping working in my sleep
HARD BODY made it out the streets
Tell me that you got it pRETTY PLEASE
Wishing that you would come
Fuck with a real one
I get you hit like a target
Wishing that you would come
Fuck with a real one
See me like stevie no wonder tAKE IT OUTSIDE
I never could fear em
You can get shot with no jumper
Off in the field you look like a tear drop
Play games you dont wanna