This is a song about "Bangin body"

Bangin' on the system like that good shit in yo playlist,

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

I make a way for my people to see the light

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Im throwin' shots to yo body

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Body after body i just watch them drop

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

While i'm bangin my head on this door, i wind up with 4 more,

Let the good times roll with my allies, bangin' out with italians, wise guys,

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies