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letra de caught a body - starship god

[intro]
ay f-ck that, i’m on my rich gang sh-t n-gga
i’m on my soowoo sh-t
the king of based music, let’s get it

[verse 1]
yeah i’m going insane, you gone feel my pain
yeah i’m going insane, you gone feel my pain
you gone feel that f-cking glock from a 30 range
you gone feel that f-cking glock, b-tch we gang bang
banging soowoo, we are with that sack
pull up in that m-th-f-cking chevy vette
i can’t trust you n-ggas, know you n-ggas rats
know you n-ggas snitched and i f-cked your b-tch
know you n-ggas snitched, i’m tryna get rich
i’m staying out of lil n-ggas business
i’m tryna get money, start a business
all my n-ggas out here trapping, whipping pigeons
n-ggas hating on me, catch a lynching
my n-ggas out here, f-cking trapping with them penguins
catch a n-gga, serve him the f-cking blow
i was out in the game, i was serving snow
i was serving snow
i was in the game, i was serving blow
had to stack all my cash, stack all my dough
i was in the game, i was selling ‘caine
i f-cked a few b-tches for that f-cking fame
i’m going out my m-th-f-cking brain
i think i’m (?) so i grabbed pistols
i’m aiming (?), shooting these souls
n-ggas know what it means, diamonds crystals
i feel the motivation and you n-ggas hate it
f-cking on your b-tch, is you m-st-rbating?
i’ve been f-cking patient, i’m tired of waiting
(?)
yeah, you n-ggas hating, that’s a shame
yeah, you n-ggas hating, you n-ggas sad
i came in the back, i closed his (?)
b-tches like me, i look like a skateboarder
b-tches like me, your b-tch, i can afford her
these b-tches want me, yeah, your b-tch, i’ll score her
to my room she give dome, she give me brain
yeah, i’m going insane, i want the fame
i sold my soul straight to the f-cking devil
i done climbed up, i done reached new levels
new chain, yeah, with the bezel
n-ggas hating on me, is you sweet like skittles?
yeah i’m trained to get it, came from the (?)
i done k!lled a few n-ggas, i earned my medals
hop up in the nascar, we push the pedal
n-gga you a hater, you not my fellow
you not my f-cking boys, let’s keep up
sock that n-gga in the chest, put him in a sleep bunk
put him in a coma, smell my aroma
b-tches on me, yeah, my weed hot like a suana
yeah i’m in the trap, had to buy a map
hating on me, i’ma start shooting caps
i’ma start shooting m-th-f-cking bullets
i let go crazy, i will pull it
i’ma go scare some, i’ma foolish
n-gga playing with me, b-tch is stupid
you fall in love with hoes like a cupid

[outro]
ay n-gga, i sound like a rockstar
that’s (?) n-gga
i’m geeked up n-gga

- starship god

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