Offset & JID - Bodies

[Verse 1]Before I got money, I was in the trap kicking doors, and I'm just being honest (I'm honest)If you want smoke, then we cook **** up like a omelette, I'm just being honest (Cook 'em)Throw me a 60 if I go to Magic or Onyx, I'm just being honest (60)I keep a stick or a blicky in case it get sticky, I'm just being honestShe know that I'm wit' it, I'm having this chicken, it's tricking, I'm just being honestWho really getting it? Be honestPosture be giving? Be honestShe red like a pint, I got racks in the bank, and these bitches be hooked like PhonicsI'm upping my rank 'cause I got **** spanked****, shh, death or dishonorI think these **** forgot where I came from'Cause I got mansion and mansions with lake frontsI pull up Porsche'ing, I think I'm James BondBitch, I got choices, this shit look like crayonsTurn into smoke, it's no bygone, no bygone**** be biting, they biting like Tyson**** got sticks, got Glocks, we ain't fightingStart up a war, then it startup a riotShoot at the club and then shoot at ya patnaThen shoot at ya block and then shoot at ya houseFeeling like Bobby, this my prerogativeI catch a opp, cut his tongue out his mouthI go to Saudi, they send a jet and 2 millionTo hear them words come out my mouthGold on my fangs, bitch, I'm from the SouthFuck 'round and die trying to get you some clout[Chorus]Let the bodies hit the floorLet the bodies hit the floorLet the bodies hit the floorLet the bodies hit the floor[Verse 2]I put a million dollars in two pocketsI pay all the lawyers, free 'em out the docketSleeping and dreaming, talking to the rocketHe told me go up, I told him that I got 'emGo Saint Laurent, Vetements is what I'm rockingYellow the stone, the booger looking snottyWalk in that bitch, I'm standing tall, I got it[Verse 3]I got it, uhI pick up a stick, aim at the heartPick up a blitz, pick 'em a partI feel like a pit, but all bite, no bark, quit the remarksLil' bitty bullet, it glow in the darkUnlimited when attacking the targetI'm tagging the toe and I tatted somebodyI'm breathing fire, burning, dragon somebodyIf he ain't the homie, I promise a homi'It's hand me the hammer and get right beside meI hop in the ride, inside is a hemi'The coppers behind me, the timing is shitty, fuck[Verse 4]Why **** shooting at Ricky?No running back 'n forth, we clapping at 50He cracking the 40, I'm back in the cityI'm headed to war, only warriors with meLord forgive me through whatever endeavorsIt's J-I-D, baby, I'm just a few lettersTake a look, I'm 'bout to break a recordPut me in the books, I'm bound to beat the levelAll about the effort, I'm putting in legworkEarly in the morning counting money till my head hurt**** being funny, we can put 'em in a red shirt5 in ya chest like you Ant-Man EdwardsLive and direct, live in the flesh, I manifest every dollar sign I could collectI could look in the face of a threat but never switch, you sweetGet outta streets with **** doing a sweepSwap rides, I'm bringing a switch, so switch seatsMob ties, coming with keys, you Swizz BeatzCops firing and **** is rapping and eating cheeseAnother day on the East, make 'em fall to they knees[Chorus]Let the bodies hit the floorLet the bodies hit the floorLet the bodies hit the floorLet the bodies hit the floor