Monaleo - Body Bag Lyrics

Ayy, look
I don't give a f*ck about the next bitch, she lame (dummy)
I don't give a f*ck about the next bitch, she
Yeah, okay let's go
Body bag, body bag, body bag

I don't give a f*ck about the next bitch, she lame (uh-huh)
And I don't give a f*ck about that clique that she claim
I'm a whole different bitch, me and her is not the same (no)
And I'm hotter than a bitch, I'm a whole different flame

You know the motherf*ckin' name, I go by L-E-O (bitch)
Two things I ain't never been and that's a bitch or a ho (yeah, yeah)
I need them racks if you gon' book me for a motherf*ckin' show (uh-huh)
Yeah, they know they f*cked up when they let a P bitch through the do'

Ok, look, bitch
Na-na-na, boo-boo, your nigga love me (ha)
He gon' spend them racks before I ever let him touch me (nigga, what?)
Zip up your pants, I want that neck, you cannot f*ck me (ew)
Yeah, he know I'm prettier than a bitch, but I get ugly
Bitch, I will kill you and let my cousin do a TikTok on your grave (ho)
Let a ho try me and I'mma bust her ass like Dave
I don't f*ck with none of these bitches, they can't even get a wave (bye)
I just heard your 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 nigga
True shit

Opp bitches hatin', linkin' up and takin' group pics (uh-huh)
I don't give a f*ck about no rap bitch, I do this (dumb bitch)
Your nigga a thot, I'm in his mouth like a toothpick
Super slut, he gon' give it up, he like my music

I don't give a f*ck about the next bitch, she lame (ew)
And I don't give a f*ck about that clique that she claim (what?)
I'm a whole different bitch, me and her is not the same (uh-huh)
And I'm hotter than a bitch, I'm a whole different flame (yeah)

You know the motherf*ckin' name (yeah, yeah)
These bitches know what's up with me (uh-huh)
I walk in any room, I feel the tension, bitches muggin' me (bitch)
It's 'cause they niggas lovin' me (yeah)
But yo' nigga a dub to me (uh-huh)
I treat him like a fly cause he a gnat and he be buggin' me (ew)
Big Leo, ain't no touchin' me (bitch)
Ho, watch your mouth before you come up missin'
I don't throw no slugs but you will die for doing all that dissin'
Ho, you ain't no bully you a bitch, stop with all that fiction (ho)
'Cause when I seen her she was shakin', throwin' up and pissin' (ah-ha)
Yeah, body bag, body bag, body bag (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, come out the house, I'm on your block, I'm in a Pontiac (bitch)
Cold word, that's why I swing the stick and wear a hockey mask (uh-huh)
Bitches say it's up when they see me (okay)

I don't give a f*ck about the next bitch, she lame (ew)
And I don't give a f*ck about that clique that she claim (what?)
I'm a whole different bitch, me and her is not the same (uh-huh)
And I'm hotter than a bitch, I'm a whole different flame (yeah)
You know the motherf*ckin' name

Pussy ho, stay in your place (bitch)
The shit they say on Twitter, they wouldn't say it to my face (at all)
They gon' make me catch a case (yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Get 'em gone without a trace
Hoes wanna fight me?
Fight your stylist for that lace (bitch)
That shit is a disgrace (uh-huh)
Ayy, it's a marathon not a race (go)
I'm takin' my time, I know my pace (okay)
Shoutout Keke, that's my ace (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And we walk around with sticks this ain't no mace (uh-huh)
Hoes broke, but me, I'm laughing to the bank, shoutout to Chase