This is a song about "Body"

Like body, it felt so right

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

Your body on my body baby stickin like some glue

Make daddy proud: i love every one of you

I’m tryna be low key

Light skinned hell of a body

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

So godly the way i volley your body,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

All this paper i fold

And its your body i roast

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Your words engraved on my body

Shoot bullets right through ya body

Who trill as me, roll two of tree