Murk Music

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Turn ten to a twenty
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Turn a hundred to a milli

This that get money shit, purp-yellow bitch
This that big buisness
Murder shit, this that murk music
Got automatics
Pop your ass like a drug addict
Big bands stuffed in my back pockets
I'm stacking cheese just like Green Bay
I'm on fire, they hate on me, just got my dick ate
I do it better they serve me rappers on a big plate
Everybody shows me love you would think that it's my b-day
(Goddamn just chill bro)
Fuck no i'm on my shit today
Type of motherfucker that always got a shit to say
I'm on my rent shit
Robbing people all day
Big blues in my pocket
I drip like bombay
Say
So much goddamn fresh i need a runway
Big Glock
Get your ass popped
Soulja don't play
Tik Tok
On my wrist watch, diamonds dance yeah
Freak thot
Jumping on my shit, i got guap aye

Turn a five to a ten
Turn ten to a twenty
Yeah
Turn twenty to a fifty
Yeah
Turn a hundred to a milli
Turn a five to a ten
Turn ten to a twenty
Yeah
Turn twenty to a fifty
Yeah
Turn a hundred to a milli



Credits
Writer(s): Sofian El Bachrioui
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