Lyrics Afterdeath – Nobody

Nobody Lyrics – Afterdeath

Singer: Afterdeath
Title: Nobody

I’m a nobody, but i’m catchin’ bodies
I walk in the party with rick on my feet
f#ck with nobody, i’m up in the masi’
You hittin’ my line, so i hit the delete

I’m with a shawty, yeah, she got a body
She can’t even move without touchin’ my meat
Skirt in a ‘rari, i’m ballin’ like rodney
I’m stuntin’ all day, i wake up and repeat

I’m a nobody, but i’m catchin’ bodies
I walk in the party with rick on my feet
f#ck with nobody, i’m up in the masi’
You hittin’ my line, so i hit the delete

I’m with a shawty, yeah, she got a body
She can’t even move without touchin’ my meat
Skirt in a ‘rari, i’m ballin’ like rodney
I’m stuntin’ all day, i wake up and repeat

This .40 don’t play, i ain’t talkin’ no xbox
{?}, i got ’em, no beatbox
I’m with a bad b#tch, tell her to {?}
Runnin’ out of time, look at my wrist watch

And if you play with {?}, it’s a death wish
Scary, i wasn’t talkin’ what’s next, b#tch
Crowd jumpin’ to the song on my set list
Groupie gon’ pull up and give me that neck, b#tch

Yeah, i got a groupie, i got a hammer, i got a toolie
I got that blammer, i got a b#tch, she showin’ no manners
You got a stick, i got it on camera
Yeah, i got a groupie, i got a hammer, i got a toolie

I got that blammer, i got a b#tch, she showin’ no manners
You got a stick, i got it on camera
I’m a nobody, but i’m catchin’ bodies
I walk in the party with rick on my feet

f#ck with nobody, i’m up in the masi’
You hittin’ my line, so i hit the delete
I’m with a shawty, yeah, she got a body
She can’t even move without touchin’ my meat

Skirt in a ‘rari, i’m ballin’ like rodney
I’m stuntin’ all day, i wake up and repeat
I’m a nobody, but i’m catchin’ bodies
I walk in the party with rick on my feet

f#ck with nobody, i’m up in the masi’
You hittin’ my line, so i hit the delete
I’m with a shawty, yeah, she got a body
She can’t even move without touchin’ my meat

Skirt in a ‘rari, i’m ballin’ like rodney
I’m stuntin’ all day, i wake up and repeat
Talkin’ ’bout hoes, i won’t pick up the phone
Airplane mode ’cause i’m better alone (why)

Joes, i forgot hoes (yeah, yeah, what)
Shawty too loud, better lower your tone (yeah, yeah, what)
I get the money, you payin’ your loans
Don’t talk ’bout my money, you {?} (huh)

This los city, and me and the bros
We don’t do handouts, no, {?} (yeah)
All of these old hoes tryna tell me that they love me
Yeah, they want a follow back, shawty said she wanna f#ck me

She rehearsing all my lyrics, so she can get some money
f#ck a hoe, and leave a b#tch with some nut up on her tummy, yeah
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