Stretcher - Slimesito

Body Bag Gang put your ass on a stretcher

These niggas talking, I don’t want no lecture

So many straps, boy you don’t want no pressure

Shoot your ass in the face with a Beretta

Pouring that lean and I didn’t even measure

I’m in the trap with a Ralph Lauren sweater

I got two clips and they taped up together

These niggas switching up just like the weather

Took his ass off 'cause he didn’t know better

Bad bitch and she always tell me «Do better»

Put your ass on the news, now you a header

Iced out my mouth now it look like a treasure

Shoot your ass up boy, you don’t want no pressure

I got a blaster, that’s in my dresser

Shot your lil shooter you paid to protect ya

Got your ass popped now your ass on a stretcher

Body Bag Gang man you know I get head

Got some real shooters, them niggas so reckless

All of my choppers got hit with protection

I got that MAC-10 on me in the section

All of my niggas rich, that shit was destined

I got some real plugs, yeah I be connected

These niggas broke as fuck on the block stressin'

All of my niggas on Gangway got weapons

I’m catching plays by the 7-Eleven

I feel like Mike Vick cause the way I seven

Nigga get shot up for tryna start tension

My niggas quickdraw, they be shooting like Kevin

I’m fresh as fuck on the block like a reverend

I don’t trust these niggas, these niggas pretending

Got lawyered up, I ain’t tryna get sentenced

50'd up, all of my niggas got felons

50'd up, all of my shooters got felons

I got a black stick and a black 911

Took his ass off 'cause I heard he was telling

Shot his ass up now the nigga in heaven

Back to back foreigns, my shooters be trailing

Got a bad bitch and that hoe an Australian

Double vacuum seal 'cause that shit be smelling

Talking 'bout a drop I got that shit mailin'

Body Bag Gang put your ass on a stretcher

These niggas talking, I don’t want no lecture

So many straps, boy you don’t want no pressure

Shoot your ass in the face with a Beretta

Pouring that lean and I didn’t even measure

I’m in the trap with a Ralph Lauren sweater

I got two clips and they taped up together

These niggas switching up just like the weather

Took his ass off 'cause he didn’t know better

Bad bitch and she always tell me «Do better»

Put your ass on the news, now you a header

Iced out my mouth now it look like a treasure

Shoot your ass up boy, you don’t want no pressure

I got a blaster, that’s in my dresser

Shot your lil shooter you paid to protect ya

Got your ass popped now your ass on a stretcher