thekidACE, wheresjordxn, LüvKam, Lu Maru - CATCH HIM lyrics
[thekidACE, wheresjordxn, LüvKam, Lu Maru - CATCH HIM lyrics]
Grrah, yeah, go, go, go, go (Woah)
Grrah, go, go! Yeah, yeah (Hmmm)
Talk, heh, I'ma fuck your bitch
Keep my name out your mouth
'fore you choke on that shit yeah
Get a lick yeah, pop em with the sticks
I hit you in your shit
Yeah I pop him like a zit yeah
Pop him like a zit
He don't even see it coming
Everything I say I keep it real
Not no fronting
Every single time I come around
Yeah he running
Might as well find and pop a pill
Get something i wanna like towers
Man I really love all about
Doing that shit really it's
All that's about
Stand down, you know it's my hour
All my bitches pretty like a flower
Some of these bitchеs be sour
That's why I'm all alone at my hour
I need to let it out, gеt out
At the wall, cop the
Yeah push up on me yeah I
Got that choppa it go, "Bow-bow-bow!"
This that shawty I been making business
I been stressing out uh, I need love
I don't mean to hate but yeah me
This is where the timing, count it up
All these different numbers let's
Just light it up
All these people wishing that I'm
Dead now I'm living up
Better toughen up, huh, I'ma get my crew
Did that shit before cause
It ain't brand new (yeah)
He ain't famous, we put him on the nose
Huh, we not fake yeah, pop him with my tool
Huh, whatchu gonna do if I catch you?
Huh, huh
Pull up with my dawgs, they attack you
Red light, green light i'm coming faster
Yeah, with my dagger yeah I'm moving faster
Yeah, I did it better
Huh, huh, huh, yeah, I did it better
Choppa made him limp nah, it made him faster
Fuck that little bitch she a bastard
She a bitch
I'm just tryna fuck someone better
Thinking she a fit
We gon' put that boy on a platter
We gon' hit his shit
And then I got the girl on her knees
The way she praying to the pastor
Yeah I'm moving faster
Although I'm lame, she put it right past her
Talking all the chatter, turn up my cheddar
Writing all these letters
Writing up these checks I'ma count up a bag
Count up my cash, yeah
If that boy keep talking we gon'
Pull up and catch ya yeah, yeah
Grrah, go, go! Yeah, yeah (Hmmm)
Talk, heh, I'ma fuck your bitch
Keep my name out your mouth
'fore you choke on that shit yeah
Get a lick yeah, pop em with the sticks
I hit you in your shit
Yeah I pop him like a zit yeah
Pop him like a zit
He don't even see it coming
Everything I say I keep it real
Not no fronting
Every single time I come around
Yeah he running
Might as well find and pop a pill
Get something i wanna like towers
Man I really love all about
Doing that shit really it's
All that's about
Stand down, you know it's my hour
All my bitches pretty like a flower
Some of these bitchеs be sour
That's why I'm all alone at my hour
I need to let it out, gеt out
At the wall, cop the
Yeah push up on me yeah I
Got that choppa it go, "Bow-bow-bow!"
This that shawty I been making business
I been stressing out uh, I need love
I don't mean to hate but yeah me
This is where the timing, count it up
All these different numbers let's
Just light it up
All these people wishing that I'm
Dead now I'm living up
Better toughen up, huh, I'ma get my crew
Did that shit before cause
It ain't brand new (yeah)
He ain't famous, we put him on the nose
Huh, we not fake yeah, pop him with my tool
Huh, whatchu gonna do if I catch you?
Huh, huh
Pull up with my dawgs, they attack you
Red light, green light i'm coming faster
Yeah, with my dagger yeah I'm moving faster
Yeah, I did it better
Huh, huh, huh, yeah, I did it better
Choppa made him limp nah, it made him faster
Fuck that little bitch she a bastard
She a bitch
I'm just tryna fuck someone better
Thinking she a fit
We gon' put that boy on a platter
We gon' hit his shit
And then I got the girl on her knees
The way she praying to the pastor
Yeah I'm moving faster
Although I'm lame, she put it right past her
Talking all the chatter, turn up my cheddar
Writing all these letters
Writing up these checks I'ma count up a bag
Count up my cash, yeah
If that boy keep talking we gon'
Pull up and catch ya yeah, yeah