gnx (feat. Hitta J3, YoungThreat & Peysoh)

Tell 'em Kendrick did it, aye, who showed you how to run a blitz?

Tell 'em Kendrick did it, who put the West back in front of shit?

Tell 'em Kendrick did it, aye, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it

Tell 'em Kendrick did it, like, wha-

Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?

Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?

On the dead guys, ****, I ain't goin'

Aye, on the dead ones

We'll treat an enemigo like some bread crumbs

All of my killers on go, like, who said so?

Redrum, all I think about when I see heads come

Do my dance, hit the chop when I see opps go

Let 'em claim it, we the ones who really pop, bro

Don't televise it, we the ones who lettin' chops blow

Opps know, let 'em piss him off and it's a flop show

Murder Man, singin' murder music, I'm from Murdervan

Beat the pussy up like I been celibate and I murder sound

Who is in? One and only shotta, known as Murder Man

Catch you doin' dirty, it's no other way but murder plans

I broke her heart and you the type to go and fix it

Don't wanna speak if you ain't talkin' 'bout no tickets

I'm bougie with it, but I might just let you kiss it

Hit that block with diamonds on me, you could tell 'em Peysoh did it

Tell 'em Peysoh did it

Aye, who showed you how to run a blitz?

Tell 'em Peysoh did it

Who put the West back in front of shit?

Tell 'em Peysoh did it

Aye, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it

Tell 'em Peysoh did it

Like, wha—

Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?

Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?

On the dead guys, ****, I ain't goin'

Hop out suicide doors, it's the Hitta, man

You don't wanna see them doors slidin' on a Caravan

I know killers who was catchin' bodies and not one fade

I was thirteen up at Avalon, poppin' chains

Fourteen, ride minibikes with some dead friends

Twenty-one, flag on my head like a Taliban

Twenty-five, feelin' like that box, it was full of sand

At the cemetery, fucked up, that's where I could've been

142nd, I'm connected like I'm Rosecrans

Kinda shit I seen, try and forget and I will pop a Xan'

Uppin' scores, doin' files, sacrifices like a boxing ring

Can't throw in the towel, pistol-packin' since a child

Aye, like it's Iraq, shooter name Hussein

Ridin' with the dirty blicky, switchy, make a new flame

She said I been a dog all my life, "Bae, can you change?"

True to my religion, Cuban links, more than 2Chainz

Tell 'em Hitta did it

Aye, who showed you how to run a blitz?

Tell 'em Hitta did it

Who put the West back in front of shit?

Tell 'em Hitta did it

Aye, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it

It's gettin' down to the wire

Get on my Bob the Builder shit, get down with the pliers

Been comin' back-to-back hits, how this **** ain't tired?

I'm with some rockstar bitches, they want Lizzie McGuire

I'm switchin' gears, I pop the clutch, I'll send a **** up

A risk-taker, I'll call you ****' bluff

If they hangin' out for real, we come deduct, tuckin' tails, they out of luck

When it's wartime, they hidin' in the cut

Y'all had y'all chance, y'all couldn't do it

I swear I'm comin' worse than y'all baby moms, I'm puttin' **** through it

They hate to see me doin' it

Meal ticket, I'm pursuin' it

I'm in the field for real, UCLA Bruins

They askin' how I do it? How a young **** so fluent?

I kept my mouth closed and I ain't never leave no witness

D.O.A. up on the scene, tell 'em YoungThreat did it, ****