Murda She Wrote Songtext

You ain't slatt, bad boy, you at a turn up
Broski, get my Glock, go and get the burna
We doing shit that these niggas never heard of (Bap)
Uh, uh, I thought we warned ya?
Uh, uh, this .30 burned ya
Uh, uh, it's a murder
Talking on my dead guys, it's a murder

Too much politics
I like to empty clips (Facts)
I like to run a nigga down and give him it (Uh)
I got the moddest drip
I got the moddest clique
That's why on Insta' Livе, I talk a lot of shit
Every time I'm on your block, you ain't outside
Evеry time I'm on your block somebody gon' die
And these feds investigating all these homicides
Talking like you a honcho, you don't even slide (Facts)

Murder, murder, murder, she wrote, ayy Murder, murder, murder, she wrote, uh
LS in the cut, he a ghost, uh
30 clip filled wit' hollows, uh
All we know is murder
You ain't slatt, bad boy, you at a turn up
Broski, get my Glock, go and get the burna
We doing shit that these niggas never heard of
Uh, uh, I thought we warned ya?
Uh, uh, this .30 burned ya
Uh, uh, it's a murder
Talking on my dead guys, it's a murder

Niggas say they wanna kill me, nigga, who gon' do it? (Who?)
Man, we pull up on your block and we get to shooting (Bap)
I done spun a lot of blocks just for bro Foolish
And I pay a lil' more if that nigga Jewish (Facts)
It's a murder, talking on my dead guys, it's a murda
And the day we ever see you, we gon' murk ya
'Cause we steady on your block with them choppas (Bap)
It's a murder (Bap)

Murder, murder, murder, she wrote, ayy
Murder, murder, murder, she wrote, uh
LS in the cut, he a ghost, uh (Ghost)
30 clip filled wit' hollows, uh (Bap)
All we know is murder
You ain't slatt, bad boy, you at a turn up
Broski, get my Glock, go and get the burna
We doing shit that these niggas never heard of (Bap)
Uh, uh, I thought we warned ya?
Uh, uh, this .30 burned ya
Uh, uh, it's a murder
Talking on my dead guys, it's a murder (Bap, bap, bap)