It's 8 a.m. right now, I'm coolin' with my murderers
If a bitch talk slick, then I'm gon' get my bitch to murder her
My bitch said I'm cheatin', I'm calm down, I never heard of her
Choppa get to clappin', you better run back in the crib, you know
Bro, I'm high as f*ck, I can't raise it to a higher note
Nigga talkin' murder, well, you know that that's for hire tho
You wanna join the camp, well, you gotta catch a M
And he coolin' on that block, you better kill him with his friends
Uh, spend that block, they not outside, spend that shit again
Ayy, switch his ass, he still twichin', switch his ass again
Ayy, we bang bros, all we do is spend blocks
Yeah, send shots, yeah, and hit tops, go
He's lackin' on that block, well, I'm tryna hit his taco
Lil Brody dropped the drac, why the f*ck you let the yop go
We hit his f*ckin' head, he f*cked around and let his brain go
She said she wanna f*ck, well, it takes two to tango
You ain't spend that block, nigga, you should be ashamed, bro
Throw away your life for that shit that's on that tat, though
Niggas wanted smoke, guess that they don't want it no more
Say you makin' bread, you don't got that shit to show for
Beat they block in order nigga fee fi fo fum
Yeah, I made that song, niggas ridin' round with four drums
Ten milly with a switch, yeah, bitch, you can't afford them
Go spend that f*ckin' block before you do, bitch, I'm not dumb
Oh, only murder in my eyes
Tell that boy you bound to die
Tell that boy you bound to die
Oh, only murder in my eyes
Tell that boy you bound to die
Tell that boy you bound to die
Get back, get up on him, push his shit back
Lil' mad ass know he mad that I hit that
He got a burner where he at, I wanna get that
I want murder, she said I'm done with my lil' sick ass
Oh, that's him? Crept up on him, my lil' slick ass
Evil thoughts, light a red can, that's full of gas
I wanna kill, I should drown him in sulfuric acid
Let me stop what I just said, was f*ckin' scatted
You tried to diss me and the guys, nah I'm not gon' have it
Get up on him, that's a opp brody, let him have it
Get up on him, just gon' shoot, bro, I'm probably snappin
That's your song?, well, turn it off, I'm done with all the cappin
Say you gon' kill me, that's not finna happen
Turn it up, I'm on y'all ass, I'm done with bein' nice
You know life is like a gamble, don't be rollin' dice
Last nigga was tryna gamble, then got put on ice
Don't be lackin' outside, you know we ending nights
Nigga got put in that room, then he turned to mice
Yeah, he turned to Mickey, got caught up with them blickies
Bro said he want his head, okay, bro, go get him
He lackin' bad, I bet that I'm gon' roll him up
I ain't had the Marley's, so I put him in a dutch
He keep spinnin', so I start to double clutch
No, we not scared, know the devil stay with us
I'm with Lil' Azstrxl, now I'm smokin' with the Vamps
They not knowin' that I'm rollin' other Vamps
We big demons, we got guns that's so advanced
A strobe light on the 10, ah make em dance
They can't hang around me, they be f*ckin' up my plans
Just smoked your man and now I'm smokin' on your twin
Bitch, keep the coochie don't want that shit, that shit twam
Why she come around me? know, she smellin' like a clam
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It's 8 a.m. right now, I'm coolin' with my murderers
If a bitch talk slick, then I'm gon' get my bitch to murder her
My bitch said I'm cheatin', I'm calm down, I never heard of her
Choppa get to clappin', you better run back in the crib, you know
Bro, I'm high as f*ck, I can't raise it to a higher note
Nigga talkin' murder, well, you know that that's for hire tho
You wanna join the camp, well, you gotta catch a M
And he coolin' on that block, you better kill him with his friends
Uh, spend that block, they not outside, spend that shit again
Ayy, switch his ass, he still twichin', switch his ass again
Ayy, we bang bros, all we do is spend blocks
Yeah, send shots, yeah, and hit tops, go
He's lackin' on that block, well, I'm tryna hit his taco
Lil Brody dropped the drac, why the f*ck you let the yop go
We hit his f*ckin' head, he f*cked around and let his brain go
She said she wanna f*ck, well, it takes two to tango
You ain't spend that block, nigga, you should be ashamed, bro
Throw away your life for that shit that's on that tat, though
Niggas wanted smoke, guess that they don't want it no more
Say you makin' bread, you don't got that shit to show for
Beat they block in order nigga fee fi fo fum
Yeah, I made that song, niggas ridin' round with four drums
Ten milly with a switch, yeah, bitch, you can't afford them
Go spend that f*ckin' block before you do, bitch, I'm not dumb
Oh, only murder in my eyes
Tell that boy you bound to die
Tell that boy you bound to die
Oh, only murder in my eyes
Tell that boy you bound to die
Tell that boy you bound to die
Get back, get up on him, push his shit back
Lil' mad ass know he mad that I hit that
He got a burner where he at, I wanna get that
I want murder, she said I'm done with my lil' sick ass
Oh, that's him? Crept up on him, my lil' slick ass
Evil thoughts, light a red can, that's full of gas
I wanna kill, I should drown him in sulfuric acid
Let me stop what I just said, was f*ckin' scatted
You tried to diss me and the guys, nah I'm not gon' have it
Get up on him, that's a opp brody, let him have it
Get up on him, just gon' shoot, bro, I'm probably snappin
That's your song?, well, turn it off, I'm done with all the cappin
Say you gon' kill me, that's not finna happen
Turn it up, I'm on y'all ass, I'm done with bein' nice
You know life is like a gamble, don't be rollin' dice
Last nigga was tryna gamble, then got put on ice
Don't be lackin' outside, you know we ending nights
Nigga got put in that room, then he turned to mice
Yeah, he turned to Mickey, got caught up with them blickies
Bro said he want his head, okay, bro, go get him
He lackin' bad, I bet that I'm gon' roll him up
I ain't had the Marley's, so I put him in a dutch
He keep spinnin', so I start to double clutch
No, we not scared, know the devil stay with us
I'm with Lil' Azstrxl, now I'm smokin' with the Vamps
They not knowin' that I'm rollin' other Vamps
We big demons, we got guns that's so advanced
A strobe light on the 10, ah make em dance
They can't hang around me, they be f*ckin' up my plans
Just smoked your man and now I'm smokin' on your twin
Bitch, keep the coochie don't want that shit, that shit twam
Why she come around me? know, she smellin' like a clam
If a bitch talk slick, then I'm gon' get my bitch to murder her
My bitch said I'm cheatin', I'm calm down, I never heard of her
Choppa get to clappin', you better run back in the crib, you know
Bro, I'm high as f*ck, I can't raise it to a higher note
Nigga talkin' murder, well, you know that that's for hire tho
You wanna join the camp, well, you gotta catch a M
And he coolin' on that block, you better kill him with his friends
Uh, spend that block, they not outside, spend that shit again
Ayy, switch his ass, he still twichin', switch his ass again
Ayy, we bang bros, all we do is spend blocks
Yeah, send shots, yeah, and hit tops, go
He's lackin' on that block, well, I'm tryna hit his taco
Lil Brody dropped the drac, why the f*ck you let the yop go
We hit his f*ckin' head, he f*cked around and let his brain go
She said she wanna f*ck, well, it takes two to tango
You ain't spend that block, nigga, you should be ashamed, bro
Throw away your life for that shit that's on that tat, though
Niggas wanted smoke, guess that they don't want it no more
Say you makin' bread, you don't got that shit to show for
Beat they block in order nigga fee fi fo fum
Yeah, I made that song, niggas ridin' round with four drums
Ten milly with a switch, yeah, bitch, you can't afford them
Go spend that f*ckin' block before you do, bitch, I'm not dumb
Oh, only murder in my eyes
Tell that boy you bound to die
Tell that boy you bound to die
Oh, only murder in my eyes
Tell that boy you bound to die
Tell that boy you bound to die
Get back, get up on him, push his shit back
Lil' mad ass know he mad that I hit that
He got a burner where he at, I wanna get that
I want murder, she said I'm done with my lil' sick ass
Oh, that's him? Crept up on him, my lil' slick ass
Evil thoughts, light a red can, that's full of gas
I wanna kill, I should drown him in sulfuric acid
Let me stop what I just said, was f*ckin' scatted
You tried to diss me and the guys, nah I'm not gon' have it
Get up on him, that's a opp brody, let him have it
Get up on him, just gon' shoot, bro, I'm probably snappin
That's your song?, well, turn it off, I'm done with all the cappin
Say you gon' kill me, that's not finna happen
Turn it up, I'm on y'all ass, I'm done with bein' nice
You know life is like a gamble, don't be rollin' dice
Last nigga was tryna gamble, then got put on ice
Don't be lackin' outside, you know we ending nights
Nigga got put in that room, then he turned to mice
Yeah, he turned to Mickey, got caught up with them blickies
Bro said he want his head, okay, bro, go get him
He lackin' bad, I bet that I'm gon' roll him up
I ain't had the Marley's, so I put him in a dutch
He keep spinnin', so I start to double clutch
No, we not scared, know the devil stay with us
I'm with Lil' Azstrxl, now I'm smokin' with the Vamps
They not knowin' that I'm rollin' other Vamps
We big demons, we got guns that's so advanced
A strobe light on the 10, ah make em dance
They can't hang around me, they be f*ckin' up my plans
Just smoked your man and now I'm smokin' on your twin
Bitch, keep the coochie don't want that shit, that shit twam
Why she come around me? know, she smellin' like a clam
Writer: Marvin Playfair
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid