Murder Check

[Intro]
Bang bang, fah fah (Runnin' from no murder check)
Hop out, run up (Woah)
(Fuck 'em up, Rice)
Ah ha, y'all know what the fuck goin' on

[Verse]
I'm passin' out murder checks, you catch one, you get a fee (Uh)
Yup, go and catch a hat, then come talk to me (Bang)
Uh, this that genie talk, we leave niggas dead on the chalk (Yeah)
We get to spinnin' like a fan, better duck before I blam
Boom boom, bang bang, fah fah
Ayy, nigga run up on me, guaranteed I send him to the sky (Ha)
Ayy, I'm the don dada on my side, bitch, I can't die
Ayy, nigga said that he want beef with me, we turned him to a fry (Bangin')
Ayy, I'm the one who made that sky red, I bring that blood eye
Hella rounds with me now, I'm with them members tryna scope you out (It's gone)
Ayy, wait 'til he come out, we gon' make sure he don't leave the house
Ayy, leave him in a dry way, we gon' catch him pullin' out (Skrrt)
Ayy, dumb bitch ask me why I'm pullin' out (What?)
Ha, she don't even know that'd make kick her out (Ha)
Ayy, remember mama used to send me to my grandma house (Mama creep)
That's when I started thuggin', I was twelve tryna make a route (Bang)
Ayy, we was in them stolen cars tryna bang it down (Boom)
Ayy, bitch, I'm out the sunroof, hangin' out, thirty clip hangin' out
Ayy, you catch you a hat, then I'ma cash you out
Ayy, bitches tryna fuck me when I walk in, got 'em passin' out (Huh)
I took a P ten, I'm high as Mars is (Mars)
Ayy, I done got my weight up, pussy boy, and you starvin' (Ayo, pussy)
Ayy, stripper hoes, I done told me that she bartend (What?)
Ayy, she say that she tryna lick, I told her that she can (For real)
Ayy, you say that you got the drop, we pull up in that van (Skrrt)
Ayy, I tell bro to come outside and get in
We tryna catch one soon as we turn in
Yeah, there they go, up your fire, blow your pole
Ayy, I blow mine, you blow yours when we shoot, let's up the score (Clatt)
Ayy, I bring that pressure that they can't tame (Uh, hold it)
Ayy, tryna hold on to that smoke, but they fuck around and faint (Gang)
I'm a grown-ass man, you can't tell me what I can and can't
Might fuck around and drop a ten soon as I leave from the bank

[Outro]
Yeah yeah, murder talk (Bang bang, fah fah)
Runnin' from no murder
You know how I'm rockin', know I'm with that
Bang bang, fire fire (Yeah, bring that murder talk, know it's murder)
Yeah, you know how I'm rockin', you know I'm with that
Bang bang, fah fah
Bang, bang, grrah
Get that, yeah (This that murder talk, know it's murder check)
Yeah, you know I'm rockin', you know I'm with that