And I'm on the beat with murder on the beat so it's not nice
Red dot in your window when you go to sleep or you stay in door
You're softer than a f***ing pillow by a temple key that's super soft
You wanna eat on a d***, you wanna go get a split
On a Sunday, f*** that banana split
Yeah, I'm bout to coop with the glizzy kids
Man, they gon' f*** on your d***
No, I ain't rockin' jujube, man, she's dope
Switch that s*** to Saint Laurent
No, ain't no competition, man
She eat up the d***, it's delicious
Rippin' the white in the kitchen
Ain't no reminiscin'
Okay, yeah, that's my degree, I'm bloody and yes, I got my degree
That mean I got knowledge on the b**** who killin' and really got bottles
And bout all that violence, look
Okay, bout that violence, look
Go pop you a molly, look
You say that you with it, I hope that you with it, I hope that you got it, look
Okay, yeah, you got it, look
I see it, I spot it, look
I'm all in the tree with the stick, look
Melly, koala, look
Uh, uh, swallow the d***
Like a demon or something, you know what it is
And she swallowin' all of my d***
That's somethin' I think is a dope thing to have, my kid
It's a red dot in your window when you go to sleep, but it's thin, though
It's softer than a f***in' pillow, but I type a P that that's super soft
You wanna eat on the d***
You wanna go get a split
On a Sunday, f*** that banana split
Yeah, I'm bout to coop with the glizzy kids
Man, they gon' f*** on your d***
No, I ain't rockin' too, b***h, f***
Switch that s*** to St. Laurent
No, ain't no competition, f***
She eat up the d***, it delicious, f***
Whippin' the white in the kitchen, f***
Ain't no reminiscin'
If you f*** with murder, it's a homicide
If you f*** with murder, it's a homicide
Murder on the beat, it's a homicide
Murder on the beat, ain't no suicide
I'ma keep speakin' the fact
Be tryin' to compete with the net
Crouch on my arm when I pop me a set
Murder on the beat, don't get murdered for that
Melly beat his case, I'ma say I'm a jet
I had to rob to get out of debt
You know what my killers will do for the check
I seen them shootin', I'm not too impressed
Now who involved today?
Them n****s wanna call away
Get hit in my car today
Put diamonds on Cartier
I really do what I wanna
Rap this, dab it for the summer
It ain't period, no, I don't really wanna
So, call it what you call it
Murder on the beat
Draco in the front
There's a murder on the seat
Call it what you want
Crack me when I'm wrong
Phone him dead and gone
No indictments on the song
Phone him dead and wrong
It's a red dot in your window
When you go to sleep or you sleepin'
You suffer than a f***in' pillow
By a type of tea that that's super fuckin'
You wanna eat on a d***
You wanna go hit a split
Come on that Sunday
F*** that banana split
How bout the coupe with the Grizzy kids?
Melly gon' f*** on your b***h
No, I ain't rockin' just get your d***
Switch that s*** to Saint Laurent
No, ain't no competition
She eat up the d***, it's delicious
Rippin' the white in the kitchen
Ain't no reminiscin', there ain't no reminiscin'
There ain't no competition
When have you been there?
And this is only the beginning, baby
Or murder, it's a homicide, straight like that
