Body (Remix)
Intro: Mr WOT, Tion Wayne & Russ Millions
CrudBrap (Mhm-mm), yoMuadGotchaE-E-English girl, name FionaBig batty girl, name Abiola (Mm-mm)Body-ody shape like Cola (Bah)Back up, back up, bring it to the ownerChorus: Tion Wayne & Russ Millions
Man, I'm still up on the roads, could've left (Bah, bah)Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' (Mm-mm)Fuck that, man, I don't give a F (Boom, boom)What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette (Bah, bah, bah)English, English girl, name FionaAfrican girl, AdeolaBody-ody shaped like ColaBack up, back up, ayy, come closerVerse 1: Russ Millions & ArrDee
(Vi-vi-) Vida loca (Bullet)High as a kite, never sober (Shatai)Python, hit him with a CobraFree up my bro Casanova (Free him up)Badman personaBadman alone can control her ('Trol her)Sorry, sorry, your sis got bent overPush in my hood, take anaconda (Ayy)Verse 2: ArrDee
Have you seen the state of her body? (Mad)If I beat it, I ain't wearin' a johnny (Hah)Adeola wanna roll with a geezer (With a geez)Is it me or the lifestyle, sweetheart?Actually, I don't give a shit (Nah)I'm a rapper now, might as well live in it (Live in it)She smoke up in my hotel, billin' it (Billin' it)You can do what you like, darlin', ArrDee don't give a FStill get brain while I smoke cigarettesWhite boy wasted, coke get her wetBut my big brownin' love roll with the ZsI'm an English boy, but I'm so bloody litYo, Tizzy, my killy, I'm litty, I'm burst (Tilly)And her body come silly (Ayy, ayy)Pull up to the AP 'cause we're gonna get busy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)The king of my city for reallyChorus: Tion Wayne & Russ Millions
Man, I'm still up on the roads, could've left (Mm-mm)Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' (Bah-bah)Fuck that, man, I don't give a F (Brr)What, you wanna get smoked? CigaretteEnglish, English girl, name FionaAfrican girl, AdeolaBody-ody shaped like ColaBack up, back up, ayy, come closerVerse 3: E1
Don't come too closeShould I take Keisha or should I take Becky?Russ, Tion Wayne both said, "I don't know" (I don't know)I swear Big A should be sponsored by NikeHe's got so much tech when he's tryna score goalsOrdnance Road, bro back that poleMm-mm, if you know then you know (You know)E1, I'm bringin' it backDrop a gun lean cah no one's been slappedI'm in the backseat with a brownin' yat'With the biggest of backs and the shoulder tap (Leng)They give us the biggest of chatsBut live in the flesh, didn't see no hands (No hands)"Anyting green get bun" is a capCah no one in 3×3's been blammed (It's for fashion)Verse 4: Bugzy Malone
Look, you don't wanna get left in a mess (Ah-ha, boom)Gun shot from the right and the left (Boom)Fifty G's won't pay for your lifeGet blazed like Cali with no cigarette (Yeah-yeah)E-English girl named Fiona (Huh?)Straight Hennessy with no Cola (Huh?)Know man since Bergkamp and ZolaHold onto the super soaker (Ai)Anything to be God, like may the clean hearted walk freeIt's ironic, 'cause he got wetted for spillin' his drink on me (Boom, boom, boom)Needs resuscitation just to help him breatheMan drown when it's an internal bleedBut I don't care for your nickname, or your last nameAnyone can get R.I.P.'d (Woo)Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ Millions
Man, I'm still up on the roads, could've left (Mm-mm)Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' (Bah, bah)Fuck that, man, I don't give a F (Brr)What, you wanna get smoked? CigaretteEnglish, English girl, name FionaAfrican girl, AdeolaBody-ody shape like ColaBack up, back up, ayy, come closerVerse 5: Fivio Foreign
Look, huh, hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)I think I know her (Uh)I don't like your tone, girl, talk a little lower (Nah)Nigga get shot for smokin' my roll-up (Boom, boom, huh)You said you got it now you gotta show up (Yeah)Shawty gon' suck me up until it's over (Yeah)She like a little pretzel, you can fold her (Nah)She got the twenty inches with the closure (Uh)Huh, yeah, 808 (Uh, yeah)No, I don't play no games (Nah)I don't say nothin', I don't clear no names (Nah)If mans not hot, then mans not sayin' (Look)If mans get boomed, then I get blamed (Boom)I took a Perky, I'm out of my brainI ain't never steppin' out of my lane (Nah)Man, I did a lot of shit, man, I'm, proud of my name (Uh)Verse 6: ZT
(Woo) ZT, I'm a C double S (Yes)Chest-shot specialist, wet man's chestB double S (Ayy)Backshot specialist, bruck up the pum-pum, leave that wetBad B's in love with the set, no stress, get breadAnd we set them trends, no medsWe flex on the opps, get vexedNo net, but you know that we scored on them (Boom, boom)Me and E just stepped on scene, SOS for an anti-greenAFG is an anti team, I don't know about them, got a rams on me (Mm-mm)I see one of them IC3s, I make the hand ting beat (Brap, brap)Neezy stuck in the streets (Mm-mm)Shoutout my 3x3s (Brr, brap)Verse 7: DARKOO
Touch-touch my watch, man, you must be crazy (Bad him up)Had an Rollie, then I switched to the AP (Boom)Body like an earthquake, somethin' like Haiti (Ah)She knows me in pages, she callin' me "Baby" (Yes)In twenty-three hours, had them bring that back (Bring it)A Rolex can't faze meTime be money, so bitch come pay meSwing both ways or bring your ladyJig-jiggy with the baddie, wanna come get jiggy with itAnd I ain't talking waps (Really), but she know that I'm strapped(Really, really with it) Yeah, you know me, I'm really, really with itCan't compare when you talk about stacksCan't compare when you talk about stacksHundred K when I pay my taxBend it, shawty wanna make it clapBend it, shawty wanna arch her backVerse 8: Buni & Tion Wayne
"Gun lean get shot from the backseat"'Til man pull up and bun out the backseat (Nakky)Gassed up, top boy like AshleyTappy, swing, get ying up badly (Ying)Good dick make gyal scream "Papi"She holds my wappy, she makes me happy (Mm-mm)You know I'm tappy, I chat, and not cappyI rub my mashy, I'm too-too catty (Too catty)Make man shake, no Harlem (Wah?)Gassed up, 300, no Spartan (Oi)I beg man pardon, dot-dot blastin'Might get blicked where you're two-step dancin' (Brr)I do no talkin', the gyal, I'm clartin'It's your boy in a spliff, I rass him (Mm-mm)Bro red card him, shots, no warning (Yo)When I see red, I'm chargin' (Dead)Chorus: Tion Wayne & Russ Millions
Man, I'm still up on the roads, could've left (Mm-mm)Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' (Bah, bah)Fuck that, man, I don't give a F (Brr)What, you wanna get smoked? CigaretteEnglish, English girl, name FionaAfrican girl, AdeolaBody-ody shaped like ColaBack up, back up, ayy, come closerWhat the song means
"Body (Remix)" is a loud, boastful track built around swagger, status and rivalry. It opens with a rapid-fire intro that sets a hype tone, then the chorus settles into a repeated image: a rapper who is still out on the streets, still in touch with his crew by phone, and not worried about threats. The chorus also brings in two women, one described as English and one as African, and compares their bodies to a familiar bottle shape. The song's sense of playful flirtation is set against the menacing talk of the verses.
From start to end, the mood escalates. The early verses are mostly flexing, with the rappers presenting themselves as untouchable and admired, boasting about money, jewellery and the women around them. The middle verses turn harder, with more direct references to guns, retaliation and enemies, and each rapper takes a turn with a different persona. The final verses are fast and crowded, layering ad-libs and slang until the chorus returns to close the track on the same confident note it began with.
Several images carry the song. The repeated "cigarette" line works as a casual, cold threat, a way of saying that anyone who challenges the speaker will regret it. The phone reference shows that even in dangerous surroundings, the speakers stay connected to their friends. The constant comparisons of women to drinks, shapes and luxury goods reflect how the lyrics treat status as something displayed and measured.
Key phrases explained
- Brap
- Hype sound effect, often used for gunfire or excitement — Adds energy to the ad-libs and often mimics gunshots.
- Tech'
- Phone or messaging app — "Chattin' on the tech'" means texting friends from a phone.
- Badman
- A tough, feared, or respected man — Describes the rappers' dangerous, untouchable persona.
- Gassed up
- Hyped, overconfident, full of bravado — Used to describe the boastful, showy mood of the verses.
- Bun out
- Open fire, shoot a gun — Street slang for shooting, used in the violent imagery.
- Rollie
- A Rolex watch — Shows off expensive jewellery as a status symbol.
Song info
- Release date
- 2021-04-22
- Album
- Green with Envy
- Written by
- Fivio Foreign, Buni, ZT (3x3), E1 (3x3), ArrDee, Darkoo
- Produced by
- Gotcha
- Featuring
- Fivio Foreign, Buni, ZT (3x3), E1 (3x3), Darkoo, Bugzy Malone
- Interpolates
- 3x3 – The Truth, Digga – Bringing It Back, Megan Thee Stallion – Body
- Remix of
- Russ Millions – Body
