Murder

First thing on my mind when I wake up

Gotta go get me some cake up, then murder

They take one of yours they gon cry

Get off your ass and go slide, and shirt 'em

I'm getting a whole lotta green

Can put me a bitch on her knee and a opp on a tee

I got a whole lotta partners

They go catch a body for me, they don't charge me a fee

Miami I ain't leavin' my heat

Ice on my neck but I still got that fire on me

Cheerleader, I'm catching bodies like freaks

Plastered the room I'm killing em neat

I got a whole lotta glizzies

I ain't workin' no job, but Lil Darius still get busy

Them partner and 'em got a location

That shit don't even matter, I catch him he still get missed

Find out where they be at, we camping out all night

Damn what happened to- all white

Catch 'em we wet 'em we leave 'em at stoplight

Backporch gang, we leave 'em there all night

2-0, they died, we ain't died yet

He said that he 24 Kobe he shooting them shots, he shootin' like Shaq

Lil' kid game when it come to them ****

Whack-a-mole getting 'em whacked

My manager tell me to focus on rap, but I'm out there flipping them packs

Ain't workin' at Lids but they knock ya down, I'm still tryna catch me a hat

New hoe every day, you crazy as hell you think I'm cuffing a gnat

Faceshot, leave the boy brains on a mat

Yeah

Y'all know what the fuck it is

952 the label, ****

Yeah

Pussy

Murder

Yeah

Who the fuck told these boys they was stepping?

I'm never praying to god, I'ma spin on this block tell that pussy go talk to the reverend

I'ma double my necklace, they say lil buddy be flexing

I'm not a regular pedestrian

Sparing nobody, get 'em whacked all you hearing about it

223, 556, that fuck **** played he get put on this shit

I got this shit out the mud

Told twin "You good, you ain't gotta go hit no more licks"

Swear this shit came out the blue like a miracle

Put some racks on your head, I ain't feeling you

Who is these ****?

Swear to god I influence these ****

They make me mad I'ma drop me a hundred

Have you ever seen a young **** drop shells out a hummer?

I'm really lit in this rap but I stay in the trap I'ma beat that bitch right to a coma

There go Luh Anti if you play then that fuck boy on standby

Look, I'm rich as fuck, I put a rack on my truck

**** runnin' out of luck

I gotta get it

I'm still completing them missions

I'm really having this chicken, it's just the beginning

Walk out of Saks with my pockets so fat everytime you see anti he having them racks

Oh we can't get at that boy, we gon' get at his brother

Say whatchu know about that

Shots out SCAT (Pussy)