Catch A Body Lyrics by Cassidy
[Verse 1: Cassidy]
My tongue like a gun, it's time to let a slugs spray
I been made RAID, but I ain't running out of bug spray
He been a fagot, that nigga always was gay
See he a man bitch, twerking on a man dick
Y'all, he grab balls, no damn nit
But y'all ain't catch it, I'm infected, I'm too damn sick
They gon' have this verse bumping like a damn zit
Cause this like tryna make a poodle fight a damn pit
This a dog fight, but every pussy make a dog bite
I'm like high beams, you a fog light
You can't shine, cause your rhymes just alright
I'm off nigga, soft niggas live a hard life
And I don't never have an off night
I'm always on my J-O, this a second round K-O
I heard your diss but that shit weak
And you switch beats, that's the same shit I did on RAID yo
This nigga soft like Play-Doh
I spit fuego, my dudes is moving if I say so
They stay with toasters like an Eggo
Them dudes sick, they a stick a pool stick in your A-hole
Ayo, a been had killers on the pay role
When you was still playing with a Lego
I never wore fake Air Force 1′s
I'm in the studio in Gucci's and Air Force guns
You ain't nothing like us, I'm the nicest
I was jumping in ciphers while you was in diapers
So don't disrespect a grown man
Cause I'll cut your arm off, then smack you with your own hand
Man you said I shoulda died in that car crash
Well I'mma soak you in car gas and light a match
You should stop writing raps cause your bars trash
I'll have your fraud ass, look like cigar ash
Dag, all burnt the fuck up
You shoulda been learnt that I was turned to fuck up
You said I wear purple Dickies, with du-rag and a 5 X-T
But you dress like a true fag
Tight ass shirts, squeezing your man breasts
Tight ass pants, looking like Spandex
You better stop it, or you get popped like a Xanax
I'm still feeling myself, no hand sex
Yeah, I wasn't there when the cops came
But how you know, you wasn't there when the shots bang
Them cats ratted on me when the cops came
I'm a fucking G, I'll show you my discovery
For real, I ain't take a deal on my man
I took it to trial, and they squealed on my man
Your career going downhill, I feel for you man
I been having skills man, chill, you a fan
I'm still ill man, and you still a fuck corny
I think this nigga Meek Millz got a crush on me
I'm doing me, I ain't worrying 'bout your monkey ass
It look like this nigga wearing a monkey mask
You trash, don't get gassed with your funky ass
You last like a year or two, but your career through
You terrible, why the fuck would I be scared of you
What the hell you telling Cass what your yelling ass
My record five thousand and zero
I ain't ever lost, I'mma boss, you's a weirdo
You try to act like you a street nigga
But you weak nigga, you ain't Mike Knox or Black Dinero
There a lot of Philly niggas that be extra ill
But you just a silly niggas with a record deal
And you a ugly nigga tryna' have sex appeal
You a Ryder yeaaaa? Get the fuck outta here
I'm put you on the entr�e
It's fucked up what you did to that nigga Lil and Conway
They was the same cats that came up with you
But you ain't break bread, so they ain't fuck with you
You be rhymin' all the time like you bust pistols
But nigga you ain't got the heart to do it
Stop talking stupid, I ride out, you need starter fluid
I'm tryna keep the game alive, but it's hard to do it
Cause all these artists make garbage music
That's why I only listen to myself and my artist music
We got the hardest music, you so soft in your pillow bag
I go hard like a Brillo pad
You Mom said I was your Dad, I should be feeling bad
Cause I missed your whole childhood, and that's really sad
She really mad that I don't deal with your silly ass
I did pop ya Mom, but you was not mine
Naw, I'm 'bout to call Maury on the hot line
And get a DNA, cause you know what he'a say
(You are not) the father, damn right
These chicks you be screwing could ruin ya damn life
I got a whole lot of Sons,
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