Lyrics Body For Body - Rylo Rodriguez

Body for body
Let's go body for body
Tell them niggas let's go body for body
Body for body
If they take one of ours, we take three them
That's how we go and get even
If they take one of ours, we take three them
That's how we go and get even (damn, Kai, you goin' krazy)
Body for body

I can't say we don't do drivebys, I'd be lying
And what's the difference anyway long as them niggas dying
Kel-Tec came from Delta, 5056 bullets flying
.40 Glock, Dracos, and 9s
And I pray the one killed him was mine
They got all them guns but they fronting
Them boys some hoes, they had guns but start running
Many niggas talking, get in the courtroom and fold up
He died, send his body to a dispensary, he a pack now, just roll up

They say when you get a lil' money, just leave your city for good
If you do that, they gon' say you changed, he be scared to come back to his hood
I can't trust these hoes, they fuck any nigga for fame
I can't love these hoes, they fuck any nigga with a name
Wockhardt, I can't wait to unseal it, pick it
I got more problems than a broke nigga, I'm tryna fix it, real shit
So much tension in this room
Ain't nobody strangers, these all bros

Hope they wasn't playing cool with me to backdoor me
I watched some niggas drown in a pool of blood
World full of opps and I don't know who to trust
Just thinking 'bout a body
He done went and caught him one just like DeAndre Hopkins
Fucking an opp bitch, I hit her at the hotel, she can't get my location
She can't suck dick, she make me pissed, but I'm not on strict probation

She came out, was bleeding, I just wanna play her mouth
I feel like the deacon, seen niggas tryna play the crowds
I just might go to preaching
I'm still peeling off these leeches
Got a switch on this exotic gun, don't you try to run
I might stop, drop, and roll, all of us got firearms
Fuck who your people, we still pull up Trae Young
Glizzies in the McLaren
Blickies in the McLaren
I send 'em to get you just like errands

Body for body
Let's go body for body
Tell them niggas let's go body for body
Body for body
If they take one of ours, we take three them
That's how we go and get even
If they take one of ours, we take three them
That's how we go and get even

I don't fear no nigga, I put that shit on my mama
Netflix watching, bodies dropping, leave him pale as Madonna
You know what that mean, hoodie on in the middle of the summer
Fuck 'round, kill a saint, we don't believe in a karma
Kel-Tec, unfold it
Headstones, dead roses
You niggas speaking on dead niggas like they killed 'em
Catch 'em lacking, my three-some Draco it's gon' flip 'em

Just 'cause you're dead don't mean it's over, we on the next street
Hit your funeral hoping we could make it one for next week
I know some killers who got money, they chilled out
I know some niggas ain't got nothing, they still hot
I know some shooters who weren't lacking but still died
We like boosters with a bat, we still out
Favorite time to slide is when it's raining
Baby .223 sing like a bird
Clean guns, I done mopped the front and still got stolen ones
Scraped the serial number off like Captain Crunch

Body for body
Let's go body for body
Tell them niggas let's go body for body
Body for body
Body for body
Let's go body for body
Tell them niggas let's go body for body
Body for body
If they take one of ours, we take three them
That's how we go and get even
If they take one of ours, we take three them
That's how we go and get even