REDRUM

Hook:
Murder, murder, murder, murder
That is all on my mind
If we ain't talking bout the guap
Then you just wasting my time
Homicidal thoughts invading
Niggas testing they life
Stick this blade inside his gut
Just like a reaper with a scythe
I be swerving out my lane, turn my coffin to a Porsche
High as shit like gas prices, got me whippin on a horse
All that talking online, now they searching for your corpse
Left yo kids without a father, I ain't feeling no remorse

Verse:
Boy don't get yo ass lobotomized I'll have you looking stupid
Throwing hands like Mayweather, champion I'm undisputed
Twin Glocks, them bullets penetrate his chest, his shirt is ruined
Brass knuckles boutta meet his face, I got him leaking fluid
You can cut off all my fingers, best believe I'm still gon shoot
Hit a lick, I grip a stick, I'm boutta rob of him of his loot
Talking shit and then got slumped one hit like "boy ain't no way"
Pulled up right outside his house and let it spray
Yeah ya nigga ain't no angel fuck yo bitch and cast a sigil
Cut the grass get rid of all the snakes, they fake, they artificial
Dump the clip and then another just to make the shit official
Yeah that nigga still in school, I signed him up, early dismissal
Glock 19 inside my backpack, yo soul I'm boutta snatch that
A nigga too impatient to partake in all the chit-chat
Bitch gon hit my line and we fuckin come get yo bitch back
I turned your whole damn block to a smoothie then we gon spin back

Hook:
Murder, murder, murder, murder
That is all on my mind
If we ain't talking bout the guap
Then you just wasting my time
Homicidal thoughts invading
Niggas testing they life
Stick this blade inside his gut
Just like a reaper with a scythe
I be swerving out my lane, turn my coffin to a Porsche
High as shit like gas prices, got me whippin on a horse
All that talking online, now they searching for your corpse
Left yo kids without a father, I ain't feeling no remorse