223youngan - Murder She Wrote (Remix) Lyrics

Gang b*tch Ggllaaaaah
He say that he tweaking cause he just popped a pill
You ni**as capping bout action y'all be off benadryls
Yeah I really do this shit b*tch I be in the field
You ni**as floggin broke the code couldn't keep his mouth sealed
I hang around them young savages yea my ni**as trill
I hopped out popped the trunk then them lil ni**as peeled
I told your b*tch to suck my dick and that lil b*tch kneeled
I said F*ck it turn around let me f*ck then peeled
I do this sh*t with ease ni**a it is not a skill
I know some old heads a pull up do the fu**in drill
I never been a broke ni**a never had to steal
I'm Teaching game to the youngins like I'm uncle Phil
F*ck the beef go get some cheddar ion miss a meal

Don't give a f*ck about the fame I jus want a mill
Don't give a f*ck about the fame I jus want a mill
Don't give a f*ck about the fame I jus want a mill

You want smoke? Pull up n match sh*t
Fam just got caught with a ratchet
Bullets so big ain't no patching
She say she liking my fashion
Cruise through your hood cause you lacking
Bro gon pull thru with the Mac 10
I ain't key glock but them racks in
El chapo Pounds I be packin
Chopping sh*t up like a fraction
Hop in the whip then I'm dashin
Stay in my lane ain't no crashin
I do this sh*t with a passion
They be so bothered, I'm stacking
This ain't no movie stop acting
This sh*t add up no subtracting
We pull up and get ta clapping
And nah Ian just rapping
You ni**as wanna bes say that you trapping
My ni**a everybody kno that you cappin
Kno that you cappin