Murda Man (Mookie Myers) [Bonus]
Ayy tell em bring him out bitch
Ayy y'all know the fuck goin on bitch
Better watch your tone with me cause pussy I'll really crash on you like a app
Y'all claim to be some killers pussy
Leave that shit in your rap
The whole world sleepin' on me who had let the earth take a nap
I'm too small for to fight but pussy yeah we can scrap
Your hand in your hoodie and your picture's like you got a strap
You too pussy to tote shit pussy you got slapped
And that's no cap bitch
Your mama got two jobs why you trap bitch
Ayy Murda Man ayy do my murda dance
Watch me hop out with the glizzy while the draco in my pants
Prolly smokin' on your grandma I done smoked a million grams
I murder with a smile on my face cause I'm the Murda Man yeah
Bitch I'm sippin' out the bottle tryna dodge the can
Everything I spit really freestyle tryna dodge the pen
Feelin' like I'm Curtis Jackson tryna dodge many men
Lookin' for my dome but you hidin' don't make any sense
I ain't just no rapper bitch standin all ten
Told her you could be my bitch but I ain't goin' all in
Told that bitch that I'm busy the money callin'
I just left court bitch now I'm still ballin
I run with bosses and gorillas I ain't afraid to bang
I talk bodies I talk lovey I ain't afraid to sang
Try to knock me off I ain't had doorbells they do
So I'ma let it ring pussy and you scary you ain't really fit to hang
Your brother went to college pussy you ain't really fit to bang
So many times I could've been dead but that ain't have no aim
My favorite opp in jail free bro without him shit ain't the same
They speak on AB I tell them check who dead
I ain't gotta say no names bitch
They mommas scared of us
We the reason they in pain bitch
She rock Fendi I don't want her
I want my hoes lame bitch
Ayy Murda Man ayy do my murda dance
Watch me hop out with the glizzy while the draco in my pants
Prolly smokin' on your grandma I done smoked a million grams
I murder with a smile on my face cause I'm the Murda Man yeah
Yeah I'm the murder man
Yeah I'm the murder man
Yeah I'm the murder man
Ayy y'all know the fuck goin on bitch
Better watch your tone with me cause pussy I'll really crash on you like a app
Y'all claim to be some killers pussy
Leave that shit in your rap
The whole world sleepin' on me who had let the earth take a nap
I'm too small for to fight but pussy yeah we can scrap
Your hand in your hoodie and your picture's like you got a strap
You too pussy to tote shit pussy you got slapped
And that's no cap bitch
Your mama got two jobs why you trap bitch
Ayy Murda Man ayy do my murda dance
Watch me hop out with the glizzy while the draco in my pants
Prolly smokin' on your grandma I done smoked a million grams
I murder with a smile on my face cause I'm the Murda Man yeah
Bitch I'm sippin' out the bottle tryna dodge the can
Everything I spit really freestyle tryna dodge the pen
Feelin' like I'm Curtis Jackson tryna dodge many men
Lookin' for my dome but you hidin' don't make any sense
I ain't just no rapper bitch standin all ten
Told her you could be my bitch but I ain't goin' all in
Told that bitch that I'm busy the money callin'
I just left court bitch now I'm still ballin
I run with bosses and gorillas I ain't afraid to bang
I talk bodies I talk lovey I ain't afraid to sang
Try to knock me off I ain't had doorbells they do
So I'ma let it ring pussy and you scary you ain't really fit to hang
Your brother went to college pussy you ain't really fit to bang
So many times I could've been dead but that ain't have no aim
My favorite opp in jail free bro without him shit ain't the same
They speak on AB I tell them check who dead
I ain't gotta say no names bitch
They mommas scared of us
We the reason they in pain bitch
She rock Fendi I don't want her
I want my hoes lame bitch
Ayy Murda Man ayy do my murda dance
Watch me hop out with the glizzy while the draco in my pants
Prolly smokin' on your grandma I done smoked a million grams
I murder with a smile on my face cause I'm the Murda Man yeah
Yeah I'm the murder man
Yeah I'm the murder man
Yeah I'm the murder man
Credits
Writer(s): Mookie Yungin
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