Текст песни BODYCOUNT - YNG Martyr

BODYCOUNT - YNG Martyr
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Песня из альбома: CHALANT
В жанре:Рэп и хип-хоп
Дата выпуска:26.03.2026
Язык песни:Английский
Лейбл звукозаписи:Rose
Возрастные ограничения: 18+

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BODYCOUNT
This that shit that they gon' play up at your daughter house
This that shit you play when you been paid and balling out
This that shit that add some commas to your bank account
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Smokin' Joe Exotic while I'm carrying a stick
Bro is basking in the glory, like a husband, he got hit
There's a hundred fucking reasons I'ma tell you you a bitch
I mean, I Dunkin' don't know violence, but I'm with all kind of shit
This a hit, it's not a sleeper, been up three days off a beeper
I'ma pour a litre while I peep some Justin Bieber
Need me a Selena, I'm on go when I touch the meds
Locked in with my brothers, like the eyebrows up on Benny's head
They don't shoot no Blancos, they gon' pop it like a fuckin' X
Made 'em work on dyin' in this bitch, BNYX
(What? Pssh) This that shit them haters talk about, uh
This that shit that they gon' play up at your daughter house
This that shit you play when you been paid and balling out
This that shit that add some commas to your bank account
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Huh, huh, I up the switch, that big ol' (Brr), like a money counter (Bop-bop)
Remember, I don't trust they ass, think it's all funny 'bout it
Just a sweet lick, ran off, now he looking sour
Type to , pop out,
Got me smelling musty, I just told me, "Take a shower"
Told his ass, "Only five minutes", shit, it's really 'bout a hour
She want me to dive in it, I ain't finna doggy paddle
Bitch go dancing in that coochie, call me Timberlake
Fuck that rap shit, I'll steal a
I know the opps, they mad as hell, 'cause they ain't pourin', I been winning
lately
I dropped 20 in my mouth, how I been grinning lately
(What? Pssh) This that shit them haters talk about, uh
This that shit that they gon' play up at your daughter house
This that shit you play when you been paid and balling out
This that shit that add some commas to your bank account
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count
Fuck they talking about? (Prr)
Fuck they talking about?
Money going dummy, it go brr like my body count

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