letra de gonn' catch a case - .223jerm
[verse 1: .223jerm]
said if you try me i’m gone catch a case
pull up with a choppa let that b-tch blow yo face
how you runnin sh-t but you ain’t in no race?
you just be walkin you cannot catch pace
b-tch i’m doin sh-t so you know i just jock
b-tch i been on paper catch me on a catalogue
pull up in a whip hotboxin [?]
[?] so i’m never gone call
b-tch i’m the sh-t i ain’t talkin potty stalls
catch me with yo hoe now she givin me like jaws
clappin this cheeks like a round of applause
don’t talk with feds b-tch i don’t f-ck with laws
tell me how the f-ck do you know
gotta move work on the low
hashtag with that coke
dab it out and then blow
[verse 2: j-ice]
when i pull off the lot i got hoes on my c-ck
these b-tches just bought no they don’t know the [?]
got the feds on my watch cause i post guap and glocks
check in my shoes cause i hold rocks and socks
but that was way back when
[?]
now i got her back bend
now i f-ck her best friend
now i spread that check in
[?]
who they think they testin
i’m wavin smith and westons
i want diamonds on my t–th just so [?]
b-tch ain’t got a grill but a mouth still full of ice
i’m comin on the scene already buzzin off the [?]
i’m not in my feels i called a [?]
i’m look at my wrist and it’s time to pay the price
i get a [?] price of life
i’m lookin at my b-tch like i ain’t wanna see it twice
she [?]
[verse 3: egovert]
cocaine and adderall we geeked up in this b-tch
molly trees like that hennessy [?] that sh-t
she got two [?] on my d-ck
then i slide the c-ck in the clip
f-ck on her tits
call my b-tch
i don’t give a sh-t
she suck my d-ck
b-tch you lookin like a bimbo
i can give you [?]
she pop the p-ssy like a pimple
[?] on my pocket when [?] so you can just hear all the jingle
you p-ssy n-ggas don’t play with me
i drink the blood of my enemies
yeah i drink the blood of my enemies
so i might [?] i regret it
if you talkin on my gang you best see a [?]
then i [?]
[?]
play this record as frequently as possible
[outro: .223jerm]
said if you try me i’m gone catch a case
pull up with a choppa let that b-tch blow yo face
how you runnin sh-t but you ain’t in no race?
you just be walkin you cannot catch pace
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