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Nobody by Afterdeath Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2022

[Chorus: Afterdeath]
I'm a nobody, but I'm catchin' bodies
I walk in the party with Rick on my feet
Fuck with nobody, I'm up in the Masi'
You hittin' my line, so I hit the delete
I'm with a shawty, yeah, she got a body
She can't even move without touchin' my meat
Skirt in a 'Rari, I'm ballin' like Rodney
I'm stuntin' all day, I wake up and repeat
I'm a nobody, but I'm catchin' bodies
I walk in the party with Rick on my feet
Fuck with nobody, I'm up in the Masi'
You hittin' my line, so I hit the delete
I'm with a shawty, yeah, she got a body
She can't even move without touchin' my meat
Skirt in a 'Rari, I'm ballin' like Rodney
I'm stuntin' all day, I wake up and repeat

[Verse 1: Afterdeath]
This .40 don't play, I ain't talkin' no Xbox
And if I spot him, I got him, no beatbox
I'm with a bad bitch, tell her to [?]
Runnin' out of time, look at my wristwatch
And if you play with [?], it's a death wish
Scary, I wasn't talkin' what's next, bitch
Crowd jumpin' to the song on my set list
Groupie gon' pull up and give me that neck, bitch
[Pre-Chorus: Afterdeath]
Yeah, I got a groupie, I got a hammer, I got a toolie
I got that blammer, I got a bitch, she showin' no manners
You got a stick, I got it on camera
Yeah, I got a groupie, I got a hammer, I got a toolie
I got that blammer, I got a bitch, she showin' no manners
You got a stick, I got it on camera

[Chorus: Afterdeath]
I'm a nobody, but I'm catchin' bodies
I walk in the party with Rick on my feet
Fuck with nobody, I'm up in the Masi'
You hittin' my line, so I hit the delete
I'm with a shawty, yeah, she got a body
She can't even move without touchin' my meat
Skirt in a 'Rari, I'm ballin' like Rodney
I'm stuntin' all day, I wake up and repeat
I'm a nobody, but I'm catchin' bodies
I walk in the party with Rick on my feet
Fuck with nobody, I'm up in the Masi'
You hittin' my line, so I hit the delete
I'm with a shawty, yeah, she got a body
She can't even move without touchin' my meat
Skirt in a 'Rari, I'm ballin' like Rodney
I'm stuntin' all day, I wake up and repeat
[Verse 2: Letoa]
Talkin' 'bout hoes, I won't pick up the phone
Airplane mode 'cause I'm better alone (What)
Joes, I forgot hoes (Yeah, yeah, what)
Shawty too loud, better lower your tone (Yeah, yeah, what)
I get the money, you payin' your loans
Don't talk 'bout my money, you [?] (Huh)
This Los city, and me and the bros
We don't do handouts, no, [?] (Yeah)
All of these old hoes tryna tell me that they love me
Yeah, they want a follow back, shawty said she wanna fuck me
She rehearsing all my lyrics, so she can get some money
Fuck a hoe, and leave a bitch with some nut up on her tummy, yeah