Murda Nursery Rhyme
Throw up foes at that Motherfucking red light
I got bros, they got poles and they take lives
We get old life goes on we can't stay crying
I was chosen this destiny gone stay mine
Can't wait till we catch him at that red light
We gone put a hundred bullet holes in his waistline
My gang building to the top like it's fortnite
We was just counting a million cash at the Northside
Shawty step inside this gangster party
I'm gripping heavy metal while I ride in that rari
Sorry baby I don't say sorry
I'm a heartbreaker who the fuck finna stop me
These niggas watching my pockets
That's why I keep pocket rockets
Keep 20 dubs in my pockets
These niggas know that I'm balling
That nigga claim VARI a bitch so when we catch him he done
They'll hear a good 500 shots big tiddies come with our guns nigga
Either way that it goes we gone kill him
They say that VARI from NewYork the way I drilled him
And we was stalking we was right outside his building
Banana clips on that drac bullets peeled him
Throw up foes at that Motherfucking red light
I got bros, they got poles and they take lives
We get old life goes on we can't stay crying
I was chosen this destiny gone stay mine
Can't wait till we catch him at that red light
We gone put a hundred bullet holes in his waistline
My gang building to the top like it's fortnite
We was just counting a million cash at the Northside
Shawty step inside this gangster party
I'm gripping heavy metal while I ride in that rari
Sorry baby I don't say sorry
I'm a heartbreaker who the fuck finna stop me
I got bros, they got poles and they take lives
We get old life goes on we can't stay crying
I was chosen this destiny gone stay mine
Can't wait till we catch him at that red light
We gone put a hundred bullet holes in his waistline
My gang building to the top like it's fortnite
We was just counting a million cash at the Northside
Shawty step inside this gangster party
I'm gripping heavy metal while I ride in that rari
Sorry baby I don't say sorry
I'm a heartbreaker who the fuck finna stop me
These niggas watching my pockets
That's why I keep pocket rockets
Keep 20 dubs in my pockets
These niggas know that I'm balling
That nigga claim VARI a bitch so when we catch him he done
They'll hear a good 500 shots big tiddies come with our guns nigga
Either way that it goes we gone kill him
They say that VARI from NewYork the way I drilled him
And we was stalking we was right outside his building
Banana clips on that drac bullets peeled him
Throw up foes at that Motherfucking red light
I got bros, they got poles and they take lives
We get old life goes on we can't stay crying
I was chosen this destiny gone stay mine
Can't wait till we catch him at that red light
We gone put a hundred bullet holes in his waistline
My gang building to the top like it's fortnite
We was just counting a million cash at the Northside
Shawty step inside this gangster party
I'm gripping heavy metal while I ride in that rari
Sorry baby I don't say sorry
I'm a heartbreaker who the fuck finna stop me
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Writer(s): Breon Anderson-brown
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