[Refrain: Yo Gotti] It go Murda on the beats, boy Yeah it's murder on these streets, boy Murdered the pussy, I'm a beast boy And you a soldier, I'm a G boy
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti] Semi-auto with no recoil Forgiatos, they on fleek boy Twenty murders in a week boy I'm from the murder capital, no sleep boy I'm a rapper but I'm different, I ain't tryna say I'm tough Keep that pistol every day and don't you ever call my bluff I live my whole life criminal, keep talking to a minimal My nigga catch a case, I'm fightin' it with them 'til they sentence 'em (real shit) And it's still fuck the DA and the judge (real shit) Biggest gangster, and ain't a crip or a blood (real shit) Fuck a label when you got it out the mud (CMG the label) All these sensitive ass rappers need hugs I ain't grow up with you, I don't know you nigga Quit hittin' my phone 'bout that verse, look I don't owe you, nigga I ain't beefin' on no Twitter, I be go on a niggas I'ma make you be a gangster, bring the ho out niggas I'm bumpin' slaughter gang, 21, back when I was 21 Drive-bys, homicides, switching sides, you were done How we in the shootout four deep and I'm the only one With an empty drum, where I'm from that'll get you hung Murder rate, murder rate Was ducking the DA, now I'm at the VMAs (look at me) Killin' shit, yellow tape (yellow tape) They don't wanna see a nigga elevate (anyway) They tryna really really trick me off the streets They tryna give me a murder case All these lil fuck niggas irritate Shoot one these niggas, don't hesitate
[Chorus: Yo Gotti & 21 Savage] It go murder she wrote (21) I'ma murder the dope (yeah) Yeah I be killin' 'em I'm gon' murder the kitchen (whip) I'ma murder the chickens (murder) Yeah I be killin' em
[Verse 2: 21 Savage] I got murder for a fee nigga (21) I got murder for the cheap nigga (21) Catch you in Miami, gun you down on the beach nigga (facts) Just 'cause I'm a rapper don't you ever think it's sweet nigga (yeah) I was slangin' choppers 'fore I ever rapped on beats nigga Fox 5, bitch boy that's what I claim (21) Rappers scared to hang around me 'cause they know they lame (god) Beat a double homicide 'fore I bought a chain (nah for real) I went and bought a Bentley truck, I did not buy a Range (21) You put a ring around that bitch, she known for giving brain (stupid) Never had security, ain't a nigga touch my chain (on god) I keep a Glock forty, one on top, and that's on god (gang) Since I was a youngin, OG's told me I got hard (gang) Yeah I got hard ho, pull your card ho, yeah yeah Red light shots make you park ho, yeah yeah Stamped and approved, this ain't no 'flauge ho, yeah ho You niggas talk too much, you act like broads ho (you act like bitches)
[Refrain: Yo Gotti] It go Murda on the beats, boy Yeah it's murder on these streets, boy Twenty murders in a week boy (well damn) I'm from the murder capital, no sleep boy
[Chorus: Yo Gotti & 21 Savage] It go murder she wrote (21) I'ma murder the dope (yeah) Yeah I be killin' 'em I'm gon' murder the kitchen (whip) I'ma murder the chickens (murder) Yeah I be killin' em
[Refrain: Yo Gotti] It go Murda on the beats, boy Yeah it's murder on these streets, boy Murdered the pussy, I'm a beast boy And you a soldier, I'm a G boyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
