Body Bag Lyrics – Monaleo
Singer: Monaleo
Title: Body Bag
Aye, look
I don’t give a f#ck about the next b#tch, she lame (Dummy)
I don’t give a f#ck about the next b#tch, she
Yeah, okay let’s go
Body bag
Body bag
Body bag
I don’t give a f#ck about the next b#tch, she lame
And I don’t give a f#ck about that clique that she claim
I’m a whole different b#tch, me and her is not the same
And I’m hotter than a b#tch, I’m a whole different flame
You know the motherf#ckin’ name, I go by L-E-O
Two things I ain’t never been and that’s a b#tch or a hoe
I need them racks if you gon’ book me for a motherf#ckin’ show
Yeah, they know f#cked up when they let a P b#tch through the do’
Ok look b#tch
Na na na boo boo
Yo’ n#gg# love me (Ha!)
He gon’ spend them racks before I ever let him touch me (n#gg# what?)
Zip up your pants, I want that neck, you cannot f#ck me (Ew)
Yeah he know I’m prettier than a b#tch, but I get ugly
b#tch!
I will kill you and let my cousin do a TikTok on yo’ grave (Hoe!)
Let a hoe try me and I’mma bust her #ss like Dave
I don’t f#ck with none of these b#tches, they can’t even get a wave (Bye!)
I just heard yo’ album, it wasn’t givin’ what it was ‘posed to have gave
I could be at my wedding and I still wouldn’t trust a n#gg#
True sh#t
Opp b#tches hating linking up and taking group pics
I don’t give a f#ck about no rap b#tch, I do this
Yo’ n#gg# a thot I’m in his mouth like a toothpick
Super sl#t, he gon’ give it up he like my music
I don’t give a f#ck about the next b#tch, she lame
And I don’t give a f#ck about that clique that she claim
I’m a whole different b#tch, me and her is not the same
And I’m hotter than a b#tch, I’m a whole different flame
You know the motherf#ckin’ name
These b#tches know what’s up with me
I walk in any room I feel the tension b#tches muggin’ me
It’s cause they n#gg#s lovin’ me
But yo’ n#gg# a dub to me
I treat him like a fly cause he a gnat and he be buggin’ me
Big Leo ain’t no touchin’ me
Hoe watch yo mouth before you come up missin’
I don’t throw no slugs but you will die for doing all that dissin’
Hoe you ain’t no bully you a b#tch stop with all that fiction
‘Cause when I seen her she was shakin’, throwing up and pissin’
Yeah, body bag
Body bag
Body bag
b#tch come out the house I’m on yo’ block I’m in a Pontiac
Cold word that’s why I swing a stick and wear a hockey mask
b#tches say it’s up when they see me (Okay)
I don’t give a f#ck about the next b#tch, she lame
And I don’t give a f#ck about that clique that she claim
I’m a whole different b#tch, me and her is not the same
And I’m hotter than a b#tch, I’m a whole different flame
You know the motherf#ckin’ name
p#ss# hoe stay in yo’ place
The sh#t they say on Twitter they wouldn’t say it to my face
They gon’ make me catch a case
Get ’em gone without a trace
Hoes wanna fight me?
Fight yo’ stylist for that lace
That sh#t is a disgrace
Aye, it’s a marathon not a race
I’m takin’ my time I know my pace
Shoutout Keke that’s my ace
And we walk around with sticks this ain’t no mace
Hoes broke, but me I’m laughing to the bank shoutout to Chase
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