murda, murda

Murder, murder, murder, that's my true love Murder, murder, murder, that's my true love

Shot a nigga brains out, now I gotta switch clothes do that nigga down bad, leave him toe-tagged, full of bullet holes

Seen that nigga posing with that blick, kill him, hide him in a tin, Bitch, I'm violent, bitch, I'm wicked, bitch, I'm sick

Wrap him up in rope, and then we light him with the Ruger Then we dump his body in the motherfucking sewer

I can't fuck with that bitch, cause she smell like manure In a black, get up, bitch, I'm an home intruder

I'm playing with these hoes, they can't see through my maneuvers And I'm always selling drugs, I got plenty new consumers Nigga, I'ma fuck your bitch, and then I act like I ain't knew her Your bitch was covered in my cum, and you still kissed her

Thrashard creeping, reaching for his sawed off Body's being hauled off, Molotov cocktail Through a nigga window

I love the smell of burning flesh, bitch You know how it is, cuts all up down my wrist

Used to put hella scars all on my body cause I didn't feel shit Now I put scars on other niggas, now I feel like the shit

Shadowrealm the doom, we murder any other clique Murder, murder, murder, that's my true love