Songtexte BODYCOUNT - 6COV

Hold up let me snap right quick
I pop another pussy boy that talking that shit
His body end up in a ditch
I pop another pill then my mind start to glitch
Bugging out
Ducking out
Nose drip 6COV be fucking now
Ask me what's my body count which one you talking bout hoe
Fuck you know about the gutter
He was stepping up to me so I had to gut him
Sliced through his shit like butter
Back at the crib I'm numbing
None of that gang shit
I ain't a slave to nothing
Fuck the hoes, fuck the money
Find it funny when she ask me do you love me

Boy what's your body count
Your body count
Boy what's your body count
Your body count
Boy what's your body count
Your body count
Boy what's your body count
Your body count

Hold up
Fuck a Glock blow your top off with a rifle
Dick game strong she leave the crib check her vitals
I'm a crusty boy spinning heads spinning vinyl's
Champion of self-sabotage who the fuck gonna take the title
Sounding like a broken record still I'm breaking records
Boy you hop up in this room the pussy dry up like a desert
I ain't chasing hoes the hoes be chasing me I make they neck hurt
Fuck a therapy session spit a few bars feeling lighter than a feather

Boy what's your body count
Your body count
Boy what's your body count
Your body count
Boy what's your body count
Your body count
Boy what's your body count
Your body count