Murder, murder, kill, kill. Bitch, that's what I'm on
Murder, murder, kill, kill. The opps getting stepped on
What are you doing, forehead
Murder, murder, kill, kill. Bitch, that's what I'm on
All the opps get, mm-mm-mm, get stepped on, uh-uh
Murder, murder, kill, kill. Bitch, that's what I'm on
Look, ayy, look. Murder, murder, kill, kill. Bitch, that's what I'm on
They like double O, that's all you rap about up in your songs
Cause with this Glock up in my hand, bitch, I'm ready to get it on
Yeah, get it on. Yeah, nigga, let's get it on
If you're too scared for the music, nigga, get ahead and read psalms
Cause I'm gon' keep on talking about how the opps get stepped on
Getting lammed on, yeah turn they blocks into a, marathon
Double O Bin Laden yeah, they block getting f*cking bombed
Make a nigga disappear like poof, get him gone
If he ain't gone, probably change his life, reading the Quran
Murder, murder, kill, that's what I'm on
The opps, keep getting smacked up and f*cking stepped on
I can't leave my Glock, it's like that bitch attached on
To my f*cking hip, if you play then, nigga, you gone
Won't put a nigga name up in a song
Cause the pain from this bullet gon' last forever on
Bitch, I spit fire like a f*cking dragon
And you won't kill the beef, so nigga, we gon' drag it on
I gotta f*cked up head, go get his sister and his mom
Cause ain't no morals in this shit, nigga, once it's on
Murder, murder, kill, what I was raised on
Murder, murder, kill, nigga, I'll get you gone, nigga
Murder, murder, kill, that's what I'm on
Murder, murder, kill, I'll get you gone