Mustard, Skeme, RJmrLA - Body Count lyrics
[Mustard, Skeme, RJmrLA - Body Count lyrics]
I'm usually a weapon
When I use like a Wesson
Out the Uber, take the U
That's the user interception
Do me in the restroom
Give me room without the dresser
I'm a shooter on a section
Like her shoes on a finesser
How many licks do it take is the question
Girl, you like bitches
You can move in my direction
Hundreds on hundreds, all my hoes homosexual
Got the Uzi, but I'm known
For all the zippers, like Giuseppe's
I hit you with sexy, you hit, cause i'm next
When we fucked, I just left you asleep
Yeah, bitch, I told you don't press me
Don't call me, don't text me
Didn't I say this dick ain't for free?
Just let me breathe
I shoot the club up again
You just caught up in the crossfire
I kill the pussy, when I'm finished
You probably got an outline your body on me
That's your body for me your body on me
That's your body for me
And I'ma add it to my body count
I do this with no effort
And my shooters with the extras
Flooded presidential
Tell me time is of the essence
Same hoes from before that gave me no's
Give me yes's
Now my standards way too higher
And most of them bitches got nexted
But if she send a better promise
I can't wait to catch her on my section
Get her home and leave that
Pussy on a stretcher she talkin' too much
Sayin' how her nigga used to stress her
That's when I'ma to the left her
Cause I got no time for lectures
Set it off, started wrong be the phrase
If you want this upgrade, girl
You gots to behave
If you really with this shit
Ride this dick like a wave
Game kickin' all
'till the day I see the grave
I shoot the club up again
You just caught up in the crossfire
I kill the pussy, when I'm finished
You probably got an outline your body on me
That's your body for me your body on me
That's your body for me
And I'ma add it to my body count
Okay, the car said twirp, the bra said chirp
The draws went for serp
Cause the charm said erk
Pull my arm out the dirt
Diamonds in my shirt
Pocket full of merch, RIP, no church
Okay, girl, I stack trims to the rims
No Tetris
Keep it hella boss, samurai couldn't
Body after body, ask a body like a reference
I probably shoot the messenger
Cash out no register cars with no shoes
I known to hop out and do what I do
Should got my baby over here
Where I can't be your stairway
RJ Mr lA, you choose she's coming too
I shoot the club up again
You just caught up in the crossfire
I kill the pussy, when I'm finished
You probably got an outline your body on me
That's your body for me your body on me
That's your body for me
And I'ma add it to my body count
When I use like a Wesson
Out the Uber, take the U
That's the user interception
Do me in the restroom
Give me room without the dresser
I'm a shooter on a section
Like her shoes on a finesser
How many licks do it take is the question
Girl, you like bitches
You can move in my direction
Hundreds on hundreds, all my hoes homosexual
Got the Uzi, but I'm known
For all the zippers, like Giuseppe's
I hit you with sexy, you hit, cause i'm next
When we fucked, I just left you asleep
Yeah, bitch, I told you don't press me
Don't call me, don't text me
Didn't I say this dick ain't for free?
Just let me breathe
I shoot the club up again
You just caught up in the crossfire
I kill the pussy, when I'm finished
You probably got an outline your body on me
That's your body for me your body on me
That's your body for me
And I'ma add it to my body count
I do this with no effort
And my shooters with the extras
Flooded presidential
Tell me time is of the essence
Same hoes from before that gave me no's
Give me yes's
Now my standards way too higher
And most of them bitches got nexted
But if she send a better promise
I can't wait to catch her on my section
Get her home and leave that
Pussy on a stretcher she talkin' too much
Sayin' how her nigga used to stress her
That's when I'ma to the left her
Cause I got no time for lectures
Set it off, started wrong be the phrase
If you want this upgrade, girl
You gots to behave
If you really with this shit
Ride this dick like a wave
Game kickin' all
'till the day I see the grave
I shoot the club up again
You just caught up in the crossfire
I kill the pussy, when I'm finished
You probably got an outline your body on me
That's your body for me your body on me
That's your body for me
And I'ma add it to my body count
Okay, the car said twirp, the bra said chirp
The draws went for serp
Cause the charm said erk
Pull my arm out the dirt
Diamonds in my shirt
Pocket full of merch, RIP, no church
Okay, girl, I stack trims to the rims
No Tetris
Keep it hella boss, samurai couldn't
Body after body, ask a body like a reference
I probably shoot the messenger
Cash out no register cars with no shoes
I known to hop out and do what I do
Should got my baby over here
Where I can't be your stairway
RJ Mr lA, you choose she's coming too
I shoot the club up again
You just caught up in the crossfire
I kill the pussy, when I'm finished
You probably got an outline your body on me
That's your body for me your body on me
That's your body for me
And I'ma add it to my body count