Murda Dance
Bitch I hang around some real steppa and they tote that red flag, block all Ex Bitch cuz Ion want no bitch I been had, slang that heater, MHB That Boy The Reaper, Hot Boy Summer We Changing season and fuck that bih same day I meet ha
Yeaaa ughhhh ughhhh, yeaaaa ughhh ughh, now watch me do my murda dance
Same nigga who backdoored me when I catch em, might get his brain blowed, niggas Tuck they jewelry when they see me Wea that chain go, niggas have preshaa boutta Bitch cuz we fucked onna same ho, you gone die face to face the only way it can go
This Opp Bitch So ATM about haself she wanna be gang tho, slide in rain I got this Ratchet in my rain coat
Play with us we down to send a blitz
Call me ATM Treeboy becuz we got so many sticks, and that boy ain't died yet but I Already sent the hit
Hice told me to watch out for that boy cuz he peeped bruh had been hating, get the drop On that lil boy and ill pop up like the undertaker, I shoot with precision it don't take much Concentration
And I smoke all of my opps even the ones who ain't dead yet, tryna give that boy dirt nap Put his ass on bed rest, niggas sed he gone bat me in my shit boy why you sed that, this My first and only time gone address that, And Ig I'm slimey as tf cuz I done fucked all yo Exes, if you backdoored me its Neva dead, so gone accept it, niggas at act hoes Wea His dress at, aim Wea his neck at, but I'm shooting Wea his head at
Yeaaa ughhhh ughhhh, yeaaaa ughhh ughh, now watch me do my murda dance
Same nigga who backdoored me when I catch em, might get his brain blowed, niggas Tuck they jewelry when they see me Wea that chain go, niggas have preshaa boutta Bitch cuz we fucked onna same ho, you gone die face to face the only way it can go
This Opp Bitch So ATM about haself she wanna be gang tho, slide in rain I got this Ratchet in my rain coat
Play with us we down to send a blitz
Call me ATM Treeboy becuz we got so many sticks, and that boy ain't died yet but I Already sent the hit
Hice told me to watch out for that boy cuz he peeped bruh had been hating, get the drop On that lil boy and ill pop up like the undertaker, I shoot with precision it don't take much Concentration
And I smoke all of my opps even the ones who ain't dead yet, tryna give that boy dirt nap Put his ass on bed rest, niggas sed he gone bat me in my shit boy why you sed that, this My first and only time gone address that, And Ig I'm slimey as tf cuz I done fucked all yo Exes, if you backdoored me its Neva dead, so gone accept it, niggas at act hoes Wea His dress at, aim Wea his neck at, but I'm shooting Wea his head at
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Writer(s): Dredrick Hutcherson
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