Lyrics: Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Destin Route/Anderson Hernandez/Michael John Mule/Isaac De Boni/Jahmal Gwin/Cashmere Brown/Stephen Benton/Michael Luce/Christian Pierce/David Williams
Music: Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Destin Route/Anderson Hernandez/Michael John Mule/Isaac De Boni/Jahmal Gwin/Cashmere Brown/Stephen Benton/Michael Luce/Christian Pierce/David Williams
Oh, mary, oh, martha (I-I-I'm—)
Oh, mary, ring them bells (I-I-I'm—)
Oh, oh, mary, oh, martha (I-I-I'm working on dying)
Oh, mary, ring them bells (Bnyx)
(Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor)
'Fore I got money, I was in the trap kickin' doors in, I'm just bein' honest (I'm honest)
If you want smoke then we cook **** up like a omelette, I'm just bein' honest (Cook 'em)
Throw me a sixty if I go to magic or onyx, I'm just bein' honest (Sixty)
I keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky, I'm just bein' honest (In case)
She know that I'm with it, I'm havin' this chicken, it's trickin', I'm just bein' honest (I'm with that)
Who really gettin' it? Be honest (Hey)
Posture be givin', "Be honest" (Hey)
She red like a pint, I got racks in the bank and these bitches be hooked like phonics (Hooked)
I up on my rank 'cause I got **** spanked, ****, shh, death or dishonor
I think these **** forgot where I came from, 'cause I got mansion and mansions with lake fronts
I pull up porsche, I think I'm james bond (James bond)
Bitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayons (Hey)
Turn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone (Smoke)
**** be bitin', they bitin' like tyson (Rrr)
**** got sticks, got glocks, we ain't fightin' (Sticks)
Start up a war, then they start up a riot (Hey, let the bodies hit the-)
Shoot at the club, and then shoot at your partner, then shoot at your block, and then shoot at your house (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Feelin' like bobby, this my prerogative (Let the bodies hit the floor)
I catch a opp, cut his tongue out his mouth (Let the bodies hit the—)
I go to saudi, they send a jet and two million to hear the words come out my mouth (Yes, sir)
Gold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the south (Yes, sir)
**** 'round and die, tryna get you some clout (Hey)
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the— (Bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the— (Bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the floor
(Oh, mary, oh, martha) I put a million dollars in two pockets
I pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docket (Oh, mary, ring them bells, hey)
Sleepin' and dreamin', talkin' to the rocket (Take')
He told me go up, I told him that I got 'em (Go)
Go saint laurent, vetements is what I'm rockin' (Woo)
Yellow the stone, the booger lookin' snotty (Hey)
Walk in this bitch, I'm standin' tall, I got it (Oh, mary)
I got it, uh, uh
I pick up a stick, aim at the heart
Pick up a blitz, pick 'em apart (Yeah)
I feel like a pitbull, all bite, no bark, quit the remarks
Lil' bitty bullet, it glow in the dark, unlimited pull when attackin' the target
I'm taggin' the toe, I done tatted somebody
I'm breathin' fire, burnin' dragon somebody (Let the bodies hit the floor)
If he ain't the homie, I promised a homi' (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Just hand me the hammer and get right beside me (Let the bodies hit the floor)
I hop in the ride, inside it's a hemi (Let the bodies hit the floor)
The coppers behind me, the timin' is shitty, ****
Why **** shootin' at ricky?
No runnin' back and forth, we clappin' the .50
He crackin' the .40, I'm back in the city
I'm headed to war, only warriors with me (Bodies hit the—)
Lord, forgive me, through whatever endeavors (Let the bodies hit the floor)
It's j-I-d, baby, I'm just a few letters (Let's go)
Take a look, I'm 'bout to break a record (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Put me in the books, I'm bound to beat the level (Let the bodies hit the-)
All about the effort, I'm puttin' in leg work (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Early in the mornin' countin' money 'til my head hurt (Let's go, let the bodies hit the—)
**** bein' funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt (Bodies, bodies—)
Five in your chest like you ant-man edwards (Let's go)
Live and direct, live in the flesh
I manifest every dollar sign I could collect (Go)
I could look in the face of a threat, but never switch
You sweet, get out the streets when **** doin' a sweep (Oh, papye)
Swap rides, I'm bringin' a switch, so switch seats (Bodies hit the—)
Mob ties, he comin' with keys, he swizz beatz (Let's go)
Cops firin' and **** is rattin' and eatin' cheese (Let the bodies hit the-)
Another day on the east, make 'em fall to they knees
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the— (Bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the— (Bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the— (Bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the— (Bodies hit the floor)
Let the bodies hit the floor
Ooh, it's crazy, holy father
God, that shook with a ring and bell