Murda (feat. Trippie Redd)

Oh-oh well, yeah yeah

Dubba AA-Flex

Oh wit′ it, anything wit' it, takin′ my time wit' it

And I ain't scared to die

I told ′em I′m dyin' wit′ it, I'll never change up

They say that how I′m livin' that I need to wake up

I′m slangin' that iron wit' it, they′ll never frame us

They want me dead but I ain′t scared, I got my change up

This is the sound

Motherfuck that talkin′, run down on him hunnid shots on dat drum

Said they want me but I ain't scared, we go to war where I'm from

Most of my niggas up in jail and half got killed by a gun

187 we be wildin′, all I know is redrum

When I say that it′s up they gon' it lay down

2 up under my belt, we don′t play around

400 shots in the car when it go down

Step on all of them before the sun down

Steady talkin' like he wit′ it, he say he gon' kill me

You know for a fact I don′t stand down

Bust your head for my nigga, I shoot 'til it's empty

Ain′t no shakin′ back when I run down

I told 'em I′m dyin' wit′ it, I never change up

They say that how I'm livin′ that I need to wake up

I'm slangin' that iron wit′ it, they′ll never frame us

They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up

It′s a murder, yeah, they screamin' out murder, yeah

They steady screamin′ it's a murder

They gotta take my soul, I been thuggin′ since a youngin'

Motherfuck which way he go, yeah yeah

Pussy nigga it's a murder, 187

Send your ass to heaven, and send your family blessings

Hit you with the Smith and Wesson, or beat your ass like Tekken Told your pussy ass to check in, that′s what you get for flexin′

I told you I was destined, I told you I was stressin'

Not too rich to tote my weapon, Five-Seven cave your chest in

Pop you niggas send a message

All for the love of the murder, murder

And I got no time to play, know I keep a fuckin′ K

And it'll blow your fuckin′ brain away, Trippie insane

No I never changed, just got some change

Ain't nothin′ to get you wacked off, act hard

It ain't chess it's checkers bitch, nigga at all

Better live your fuckin′ best life, Lil Duval

Like Cleo, it′s 1400/800 gang, bitch we set it off

I told 'em I′m dyin' wit′ it, I never change up

They say that how I'm livin′ that I need to wake up

I'm slangin' that iron wit′ it, they′ll never frame us

They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up

This is the sound