MURDAMAN! (feat. Chief Keef)

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan! (Ha, SJR Beats)

Murda, murda, murda (Ha), murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan! (Go)

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan! (I'm in that station, I'm on shits, ****)

Murda, murda (You know what's on my hip, ****)

Murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan! (Uh)

MurdaMan! Watch me do my murder dance (Yup)

Oh, y'all said it's some richer ****?

We ain't never heard of them (Nope)

I'm tryna fuck somethin' (Rrrr), Where them birds at? (Huh?)

I want my shit wired, fuck that cash money, I ain't Birdman (Bitch)

Don't pay him no mind, he a certified bitch (Fasho!)

**** ain't on shit, **** ain't never hit

Come through your strip, I bet I send that shit (On God)

I bring that station to yo' city, **** (What?)

You a lil' ass boy, you don't got no motion, can't go hunnid, hunnid with me, **** (Never!)

Ridin' through Atlanta, **** (Whoop!)

This a seven hundred dollar Fanta, **** (Drank!)

Where yo' fuckin' manners, ****?

Wocko' Simone, Mr. 2 Flip Phone, more hoes than Santa, ****

Bro, God gave me like two or three lines of that Wock as soon as I landed, ****

The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice and I'm blacker than eleven Gammas, ****

Soon as you step in this room, then I'm takin yo' phone, no close friends cameras, ****

Lil' shawty try speak on the Station, with no hesitation, I'm goin' to blam the ****, uh

Bitch, you look good as shit

You ain't never fuck with a young, rich ****, I'm a Naija Boy, lemme pop my shit (Uh)

I really bang shit, baby, lemme nut up on yo' face, close range shit (Yessir)

She know I'm a player, she hate it

Shawty hit my phone said, "You ain't shit!"

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan!

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan!

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, do my Murda dance

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan!

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan!

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, do my Murda dance

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan!

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda whoever fuckin' playin' (Aya Sos' Baby!)

Knife up on a chop, I use that bitch to cut my rubber bands (Hey Manny)

Dirty ass lil' thot, won't touch that bitch with my lil' brother hands

Make me send my shorties through yo' window like they Brother Man

This ain't no 2K, we scan ya' face, lil' bitch', quit fuckin' playin'

I'ma GLORYBOY but all my hoes call me they fuckin' man

Baby said I'm fat, I told her, "Bitch I ain't!" and sucked it in

Chief So' got that guap, he came a long way from that motherland

I got sixty thousand for my momma when my mother land

Muffinz got me so muhfuckin' rich, I damn near fucked a fan

Get that pussy **** out ya' gang, he gon' fuck up the brand

I can buy a whole damn Gucci store, bitch, call me Dapper Dan

Told that bitch, "I left like fifty thousand, bitch, don't touch a band"

MurdaMan! You ain't never seen no murder, man

If Chief So' was still up on his block, he'd prolly serve a fan

**** always got they damn hand out, that shit don't hurt yo hand?

And I swear to God that God the only **** I'm worshipping

Bitch! Turn me up So'!

I got bitches flyin' out, put that bitch on time out (Bitch)

Had to take some time out just to clear my mind out

I'ma whip my iron out, pussy boy act blind now (Bang)

Smokin' Tookie pack (Huh?)

You smokin' Pookie's crack (Huh?)

Shoot, we shootin' back (Doo-doo-doo)

Bulletproof the 'Lac (Bitch)

With the stupid juicy sack (Ffff)

Movin' 'em, movin' 'em back (Bee)

We stomp through this bitch like a frat

Bang! (Bee, bee)

Bang! (Bee, bee)

Bang! (Bee, bee)

Bang! (Bee, bee)

Bang! (Bee, bee)

Bang! (Bee, bee)

Bang! (Bee, bee)

Bang! (Bee, bee)

Bang! (Hey Manny)

Bang! (Hey So')

Bang! (What the fuck you know)

Bang! (Get in that jam and I'm bangin' that pole)

Bang! (Station)

Bang! (Mr. O)

Bang! (Bee, bee)

Bang! (Bee, bee)