Murder murder murder murder
Murder murder murder
Murder murder murder
Murder murder
I'm in that station I'm on shits n**a
Murder murder you know it's on my head n**a
Murder man oh
Murder man watch me do my murder bands
Oh yeah I say somebitch and niggas
We ain't never heard of them
No I'm tryna f**k some b**h with them birds up
I want my shit
Why I f**k that cash money I ain't burn man
B**h don't pan on my head
So if i bitchpush up niggas ain't no shit
Niggas ain't never hit
Come through your strip i bet i see that shit
Oh god i bring that station to your city n**a
What you a little ass boy
You ain't got no motion
Can't go hundred hundred with me n**a
Never
Riding through that line of n**a whoa
B**h you look good as shit
You ain't not f**k with the young rich n**a
I'm a night job boiling pop my shit
I really bang shit
Baby let me know the real face close rain shit
Yes sir she know I'm a player she hate it
Shawty hit my phone say you ain't shit
Madam madam madam madam madam madam madam madam madam
Madam madam madam madam mad
Madam madam madam
Madam madam
Madam madam madam madam madam madam madam madam madam
Madam
Nurder murder murder murder murder do my murder dance
Murder murder murder murder murder murder
They show you when you can't gotta write my mother
Murder murder murder
F**k something
Knife up on the chop
I use that b**h can call my rubber band
The ass left
I won't touch that b**h with my little brother hands
Made me send my shorties through your window
Like they brother b**h
This ain't no two care
We skin your face little b**h with f**g plan
I'm a glory boy
But all my h**s call me they f**g man
Baby said I'm fit
I told them b**h i ain't aoff the end b**h
She so got that gap
He came on no way from that motherland
I got sixty thousand for my mama
Where my motherland mom got me
So my f**g rich
I done f**k the fan
That p**y n**a out again he gone f**k up the brand
F**k them by a holding
Them gucci stupids call me dove a dance
Holding b**h i left like fifty thousand
B**h don't touch a band
Murder man you ain't never seen no murder man
If she so was still up on this block
He probably serving fans
Niggas always got that dim handout
That shit don't hurt your hand
And i swear to god
That god the only n**a i'm worshipping
B**h tell me i got bitches blind out
Put that b**h on time out
Bitchhesitate some time out just to clear my mind out
I'm ma put my eye out
P**y boy ain't blind now
Fake
Smoking took and pack huh you smoking pookies crack
Huh shoot weshooting back
Doo doo
Bulletproof to laugh
Way it's stupid
Juicy sacks
Moving them moving them back
B**h we stuck through this b**h like a frat
Beat back beat
Beat back beat
Beat back beat
Beat back beat
Beat back beat
Beat back beat
Beat back beat
Beat back beat beat
Beat beat beat beat beat beat
Hey mad beat beat paint so
Beat beat with the f**k you know
Beat beat john i'm ben i'm hook
Back beat
Stay beat back
Mister
