letra de murder she wrote - yvngkansai
[intro]
okay, it is the murder she wrote
your wife on the line told her give me some
okay, it is the murder she wrote
your wife on the line told her give me some
said that you robbed me? lil boy that’s a hoax
you ain’t touching me boy yeah you gotta be slow
[chorus]
aye, i wonder if you should know
this glock finna drop em’ like we in the o
boy i’m high as a bee like my young n-gga zo
ima slide on the beat while on f-ck on your hoe
on god, me and my n-ggas on go
got everyone saying “yung zah your the goat”
ima young n-gga, i ain’t selling my soul
just like tay-k boy it murdered she wrote
okay, it is the murder she wrote
your wife on the life told her give me some throat
he said that robbed me? lil boy that’s a hoax
you ain’t touching me boy yeah you gotta be slow
on god, n-gga you gotta be slow
i made me some money boy i need some more
we making em’ fly just like he a crow
im giving em’ death when i write in that note
[verse 1]
uh yeah, and i’m giving em’ death
white plug got mad and he said “what the f”
my young n-gga johnny he stay with that test
she said that i’m cheating like give it a rest
you flexing about p-ssy ain’t n0body impressed
upping that glock leave a f-ck n-gga pressed
how you in gang but you begging for s-x
you n-ggas lame only beef on the net
[verse 2]
yeah, you net talking
i’m going up and ya b-tch watching
she on the alt and the b-tch stalking
we are not gang no you can’t lock in
yuh aye, f-ck that sh-t
feeling like x tell em’ “f-ck that sh-t”
my young n-gga uh, gon’ up that stick
got how many bl!cks like okay six yuh
[verse 3]
aye, she watch me on youtube
i get the money i don’t lose dude
run up on me you a fool dude
these n-ggas crazy like voodoo (aye)
i left em’ on read like suwoo
bullets gon’ hit em’ connecting like bluetooth
that n-gga zesty he “xd uwu”
[interlude]
wait my n-gga like what does that mean? (aye)
[verse 4]
i got a xd came with a beam
1,2,3 bullets, taking out yo time
white plug in the hood stay sipping on lean
i rush to the paper, i rush to the green
that n-gga is not what he seem
you are not hood n-gga you are a meme
down bad in the crib you stay watching dream
looking for beef like my name is keem
[chorus]
aye, i wonder if you should know
this glock finna drop em’ like we in the o
boy i’m high as a bee like my young n-gga zo
ima slide on the beat while on f-ck on your hoe
on god, me and my n-ggas on go
got everyone saying “yung zah your the goat”
ima young n-gga, i ain’t selling my soul
just like tay-k boy it murdered she wrote
okay, it is the murder she wrote
your wife on the life told her give me some throat
he said that robbed me? lil boy that’s a hoax
you ain’t touching me boy yeah you gotta be slow
on god, n-gga you gotta be slow
i made me some money boy i need some more
we making em’ fly just like he a crow
im giving em’ death when i write in that note
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