I don't like that murder music, stick up in my jacket

Need me my lil' fine bitch, I don't want no fat shit

Shoot him like a zombie, black ops, get him like it's Transit

Shot that boy sideways, my stick, it got an accent

I don't like that murder music, stick up in my jacket

Need me my lil' fine bitch, I don't want no fat shit

Shoot him like a zombie, black ops, get him like it's Transit

Shot that boy sideways, my stick, it got an accent

I just hit a stain on you, I shit like me a napkin

Hit him in his head, now that boy gon' need an aspirin

Should've played your cards right, I fucked you up like Gambit

Caught him in the weeds, now he run like Peter Rabbit

Run up on that boy, run him for his fye

Runnin' from the feds, he gon' climb up like a vine

Gotta get my bag up, bag can't work no 9 to 5

I feel like I'm Michael Myers, masked up with a knife

Choppa hit a lick on you and now you with the dogs

Pussy boy can't hang around, he piggy, he a hog

Smokin' on this backwood, this shit look like a log

Catch me in that Beamer, skrrtin' off like it's a hop

Smokin' on that new pack, that shit smell like an opp

I remember laughin' when I saw his body drop

I don't worry 'bout no bitch that's always talkin' hot

Get the fuck up off that phone and come and fuckin' shop

I don't like that murder music, stick up in my jacket

Need me my lil' fine bitch, I don't want no fat shit

Shoot him like a zombie, black ops, get him like it's Transit

Shot that boy sideways, my stick, it got an accent

Smoke just like a backwood, that boy get rolled down

Fuck up out my face, bitch, you look just like a clown

Makeup off your face like my bitch is natural

He keep talkin' shit, boy, I'll put him in the ground

Hunnid dollar bills, need a hunnid thousand thrills

Worried 'bout a bitch that be trappin' off the pills

Make his body shiver but there ain't no fuckin' chills

Hunnids in my rounds, I got hunnids in my kills