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letra de murder rate - juice wrld & wheezy

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[intro: future]
(wheezy outta here)

[chorus: juice wrld]
yeah
i get higher than the murder rate (huh, yeah)
shut the f-ck up, i can’t concentrate (huh, sh-t, yeah)
if he try me today, he gon’ die today
on my knees, i been praying for brighter days
got the meter assist, shot a fade away (hoo, sh-t, yeah)
i be up working all night and day
your b-tch swallow my d-ck, said she proud of me
no one knew me, now b-tches surrounding me
ain’t no new me, i won’t ever change, oh
all my n-ggas, they really stay down for me
double r suv and a range rove’
i’ma pull off, i’m doing a high speed

[verse: juice wrld]
weezy f made it, i’m finna k!ll it, go ahead and bury it
i got my gun, i’ma mariah carey it
i love the money so much, i’ma marry it
don’t know how to act, i feel like a barbarian
he don’t want beef, that n-gga vegetarian
gun with a silencer, like a librarian
i be the reason all these b-tches staring
she swallow my kids, not good at parenting
pay me a hundred-fifty for appearances
i got a lamborghini from the dealership
if i don’t buy a car, i put it on my wrist (gleam, gleam)
rocking red, just like popovich
shooting like stockton, ain’t n0body stopping it
they pocket watching, ain’t n0body robbin’ this
give him the mac-11 with the cooling kit (ooh-ooh)
my n-ggas coming for you (ooh)
my n-ggas coming for you (ooh)
ain’t no telling what they gon’ do
catch you at the red light, pull up, vroom
she ride my d-ck like a witch on a broom
when he walked in, we smell b-tch in the room
ayy, shoot that dude
brah-brah-brah coming out that tool
[chorus: juice wrld]
yeah
i get higher than the murder rate (huh, yeah)
shut the f-ck up, i can’t concentrate (huh, sh-t, yeah)
if he try me today, he gon’ die today
on my knees, i been praying for brighter days
got the meter assist, shot a fade away (hoo, sh-t, yeah)
i be up working all night and day
your b-tch swallow my d-ck, said she proud of me
no one knew me, now b-tches surrounding me
ain’t no new me i won’t ever change, oh
all my n-ggas, they really stay down for me
double r, suv and a range rove’
i’ma pull off, i’m doing a high speed

[open verse]

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