Murder Business

I got Hitman on the beat (bap, bap) Mommy, India got them beats Bitch ass nigga Fuck them, haha Bitch ass nigga What, you wan' do somethin'? Tryna put some shit to bed now Whip down, hop out with Glocks And we be aiming at your head, huh (head now) Bitch, I wan' do something Lil' Top like to see red, huh You wan' fuck 'round with the Don Dada? We gon' red dot him, we gon' bedrock him, I'ma heart stop him With this killin' shit, I'm the murder doctor I got one chopper for his nine partners When I finish, whole city heard about it Ridin' four deep 'round where they be In the back seat with a dirty chopper Screamin', "Fuck the law", we gon' kill about it Fuck the music, nigga, know we drill about it I'll use it, nigga, know this .40 on me I'm a real Blood, get rid of homie Kill that bitch and make the critics pay him homage Make them killers drive when he say he want it At his trap spot, we gon' creep up on him Who you chose somewhere scared now Tell us 'bout all where that lead found He was rollin' right, left him dead, huh Lil' Top, I'm too ahead now Inside my scope, your head found Demon shit, illiterate Sip dope that's not prescribed from out of styrofoams YoungBoy like to blaze No hand grenades, we get your head blown (bro, hold on) Reaper shit, this Draco on me Bitch, I could cook, just work this trap phone Back bad, confirm shit I can get his back blown .45, this Herm' shit Plus you know my bag strong You slime enough to fuck a nigga You slime to bring a bag home I told you not to trust these niggas Bitch, you know you dead wrong On that lean, you would think I popped a bean I don't turn down Killin' scene, blood on my Soldier Ree's Somethin' got burnt down Switched all plans and the Ks turn to machines I'm like, "Who playin now?" (I'm flexin') Lay the whole clan down "How you want him?" Leave him with his pants down Murder business, uh Murder business Chopsticks (chopsticks) Kill a witness (kill a witness) Down bitch (down bitch) Drive while we spinnin' Let her work the phone Tell 'em, "Meet us wit' it" (meet us wit' it) Murder business, uh Murder business Chopsticks (chopsticks) Kill a witness (kill a witness) Down bitch (down bitch) Drive while we spinnin' Let her work the phone Tell 'em, "Meet us wit' it" (brrt, brrt) Shorty sayin', "Come back" 'cause she found where he stayin' We gon' leave the phones Load up, she take us, we be scopin' out the 'sanne Bah, bah, Jiggaboo stop cappin' You know that headshot was me (headshot was me) We'll fuckin' spin again and see who got good aim I'on creep down, sweep up Should've had some cleats thug Pussy bitch can't run from us We gon' chase you down, we gon' put you up YoungBoy, AI, Lil' Top, bitch, I'm a big thug You in here, then tonight You just might die if you ain't here with us My mama know I'm a demon Fuck, don't try and wake us