Lyrics

Murder was the case that they gave **** like us
Murder was the case that they gave **** like us
Every day I wake up, I get high as a kite
(High as a kite)
Fuckin' with your baby mama
I damn near missed my flight
Walk in the mall and pick it up
I don't check no price
My lil' bitch from New York
She told me talk to her nice
(Talk to her nice)
I told that bitch just pay attention
I could change your life
(Your life)
You drive these bricks to Atlanta
I'll give you twenty-five racks
How many bricks in the trunk?
Bitch, don't worry 'bout that
Why you in that old ass Acura?
I got a compartment in that
Trap check, trap check, ****, check your spots
(Check your spots)
If anything missin', just connect the dots
('Nect the dots)
Shit, I came from the bottom, no way in hell I could flop
(What)
Street Lottery, they waitin' on my album to drop
(Drop, drop)
Murder be the case they givin' **** like us
(**** like us)
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
(School buses)
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
(Whoa, whoa)
Level five, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up
Yeah
Pocahontas bitch, her hair long down to her ass
White jewelry on, like the confederate flag
Diamonds on your ankle
I put minks on your back
Trap go super fast, ****, bag full of cash
Trap money comin' in, thousand bags of good gas
Walked in the Cartier store and I fucked up the stash
Good Actavis on deck, Rolex on deck, new bitch look like a check
Fifteen bitches just came from England, sittin' on a Global Express
Walkin' in Fendi
No pretendin'
Gotta have a lot of baguettes
Drop top, wintertime, we can't turn down, twenty five karats on my chest
Fourteen keys on my desk
Lookin' like an Olympic
Hit my first lick, I went to Gucci then I spent it
Murder be the case they givin' **** like us
(**** like us)
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
(School buses)
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
(Whoa, whoa)
Level five, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up
Yeah
Hundred racks
Hundred racks
Every day I juug a hundred packs
Walk out the door with it and you'll never get your money back
Two hundred racks
Two hundred racks
Every month I make two hundred racks
Call with a brick or what?
How the hell you get off bond for that?
Broke ass **** got the game fucked up
(Broke ass bitch)
Tellin' on **** just to get their time cut
(Their time)
Wake up out my sleep and count some Freebandz up
(Watch out)
Scooter get your money, stay away from them ducks
I'm not in the industry, I'm in the streets with bricks
(Streets with bricks)
In the streets with pounds
Lay your bitch ass down
(Ass down)
Send a ghost at one of you ****, he won't make a sound
(Shh)
God blessed me with these millions so I'ma keep 'em around
Street!
Murder be the case they givin' **** like us
(**** like us)
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
(School buses)
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
(Whoa, whoa)
Level five, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up
Yeah
Written by: Jahmon Pauling
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