NLE Choppa – Body Catchers Lyrics

NLE Choppa – Body Catchers Lyrics

Lyrics Body Catchers – NLE Choppa

Told my momma we straight, put the food on her plate
So you know that a young n**ga pavin’ the way
He ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, he talkin’ bout nothin’
You know that a n**ga on the paper chaseI was stickin’ up n**gas I needed that cash
My mama had told me to change my ways
That s**t was so crazy, my mind was racin’
I hit my knees every night and prayed for better daysGoin’ bad broke man, a n**ga like, uh-uh
Glock on my lap but the choppa in the trunk
Drippin’ nowdays, I was ridin’ on a bunk
Interrogation room, I was actin’ like a dumb-dumbI don’t know s**t, I can’t tell you nothin’
B**ch, I came up off robbin’ and hustlin’
I got them bodies but I can’t discuss it
And if I see a opp, I’ma kill him in publicWe are the body catchers
The body catchers, the body catchers
Yeah, I’ma leave a f**k n**ga layin’ on a stretcher
On a stretcher, on a stretcher
Yeah, yeahFirst row, I was just in the nosebleed, n**gas said that they know me
If a n**ga say that I’m a whole b**ch, he gon’ have to come show me
Got twin Glocks like Zack and Cody
Make ’em lean like Codeine
I was thirteen, sellin’ all the dope fiends, had to get it by any meansI’ma speak my mind but I think about murder
Flip a opposition like a n**ga was a burger
How the f**k you a street n**ga, rats in your circle
If a n**ga tell what I did, I’ma have to murk ’em
I’ma decorate a n**ga casket
How you a shooter, you ain’t got no badges
Momma cryin’ on the scene, tragic
My bullets are present, they’ll leave you in the past, yeahTold my momma we straight, put the food on her plate
So you know that a young n**ga pavin’ the way
He ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, he talkin’ bout nothin’
You know that a n**ga on the paper chaseI was stickin’ up n**gas I needed that cash
My mama had told me to change my ways
That s**t was so crazy, my mind was racin’
I hit my knees every night and prayed for better daysGoin’ bad broke man, a n**ga like, uh-uh
Glock on my lap but the choppa in the trunk
Drippin’ nowdays, I was ridin’ on a bunk
Interrogation room, I was actin’ like a dumb-dumbI don’t know s**t, I can’t tell you nothin’
B**сh, I came up off the robbin’ and hustlin’
I got them bodies but I can’t discuss it
And if I see a opp, I’ma kill him in publicWe are the body catchers
Brrr, the body catchers
Yeah, I’ma leave, a f**k n**ga layin’ on a stretcher
Brrr, on a stretcher, on a stretcherThe body catchers, the body catchers
On a stretcher, on a stretcher, yeah…➤ Written by ChopsquadDJ & NLE Choppa
Album: From Dark to Light
Produced by ChopsquadDJ
NLE Choppa | 2020

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