Murder Phonk
Grab my blade
Make him fade
Murder when he talk shit
Four Five
Shoot him down
Kill him when he bark bitch
Pop his ass
Fuck him up
Finna make his body drop
Finna fuck your bitch and now she lick me like a lollipop
Bitch I grab my blade and than I stab him till he can not walk
Pussy tried to test me now he finally got the answer
I'm your bitch favorite rapper and I turn her to a dancer
Watch how she look at me I fuck her on first glance bruh
She a baddie
She look at my eyes now its time that we get sweaty
She a bad little bitch she bad hoe
Fucked that bitch so hard
She said daddy switch the tempo
Grab my blade
Make him fade
Murder when he talk shit
Four Five
Shoot him down
Kill him when he bark bitch
Pop his ass
Fuck him up
Finna make his body drop
Finna fuck your bitch and now she lick me like a lollipop
I think about you when Im looking at the sky
Take too many drugs ye I get too fucking high
Voices in my head telling me that I should die
Sometimes I get sad but I dont have time to cry
Cry
Cry
Ye I dont have time to cry
I'm so fucking rich and I barely have to try
I really fucking love when we are talking and you lie
Manifest my life I don't even have to try
Make him fade
Murder when he talk shit
Four Five
Shoot him down
Kill him when he bark bitch
Pop his ass
Fuck him up
Finna make his body drop
Finna fuck your bitch and now she lick me like a lollipop
Bitch I grab my blade and than I stab him till he can not walk
Pussy tried to test me now he finally got the answer
I'm your bitch favorite rapper and I turn her to a dancer
Watch how she look at me I fuck her on first glance bruh
She a baddie
She look at my eyes now its time that we get sweaty
She a bad little bitch she bad hoe
Fucked that bitch so hard
She said daddy switch the tempo
Grab my blade
Make him fade
Murder when he talk shit
Four Five
Shoot him down
Kill him when he bark bitch
Pop his ass
Fuck him up
Finna make his body drop
Finna fuck your bitch and now she lick me like a lollipop
I think about you when Im looking at the sky
Take too many drugs ye I get too fucking high
Voices in my head telling me that I should die
Sometimes I get sad but I dont have time to cry
Cry
Cry
Ye I dont have time to cry
I'm so fucking rich and I barely have to try
I really fucking love when we are talking and you lie
Manifest my life I don't even have to try
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Writer(s): Felix Schubert
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