Testo Murder Business - YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Testo della canzone Murder Business (YoungBoy Never Broke Again), tratta dall'album Tracks from Top
I got Hitman on the beat (bap, bap)
Mommy, India got them beats
Bitch ass nigga
Fuck them, haha
Bitch ass nigga
What, you wan' do somethin'?
Tryna put some shit to bed now
Whip down, hop out with Glocks
And we be aiming at your head, huh (head now)
Bitch, I wan' do something
Lil' Top like to see red, huh
You wan' fuck 'round with the Don Dada?
We gon' red dot him, we gon' bedrock him, I'ma heart stop him
With this killin' shit, I'm the murder doctor
I got one chopper for his nine partners
When I finish, whole city heard about it
Ridin' four deep 'round where they be
In the back seat with a dirty chopper
Screamin', "Fuck the law", we gon' kill about it
Fuck the music, nigga, know we drill about it
I'll use it, nigga, know this .40 on me
I'm a real Blood, get rid of homie
Kill that bitch and make the critics pay him homage
Make them killers drive when he say he want it
At his trap spot, we gon' creep up on him
Who you chose somewhere scared now
Tell us 'bout all where that lead found
He was rollin' right, left him dead, huh
Lil' Top, I'm too ahead now
Inside my scope, your head found
Demon shit, illiterate
Sip dope that's not prescribed from out of styrofoams
YoungBoy like to blaze
No hand grenades, we get your head blown (bro, hold on)
Reaper shit, this Draco on me
Bitch, I could cook, just work this trap phone
Back bad, confirm shit
I can get his back blown
.45, this Herm' shit
Plus you know my bag strong
You slime enough to fuck a nigga
You slime to bring a bag home
I told you not to trust these niggas
Bitch, you know you dead wrong
On that lean, you would think I popped a bean
I don't turn down
Killin' scene, blood on my Soldier Ree's
Somethin' got burnt down
Switched all plans and the Ks turn to machines
I'm like, "Who playin now?" (I'm flexin')
Lay the whole clan down
"How you want him?"
Leave him with his pants down
Murder business, uh
Murder business
Chopsticks (chopsticks)
Kill a witness (kill a witness)
Down bitch (down bitch)
Drive while we spinnin'
Let her work the phone
Tell 'em, "Meet us wit' it" (meet us wit' it)
Murder business, uh
Murder business
Chopsticks (chopsticks)
Kill a witness (kill a witness)
Down bitch (down bitch)
Drive while we spinnin'
Let her work the phone
Tell 'em, "Meet us wit' it" (brrt, brrt)
Shorty sayin', "Come back" 'cause she found where he stayin'
We gon' leave the phones
Load up, she take us, we be scopin' out the 'sanne
Bah, bah, Jiggaboo stop cappin'
You know that headshot was me (headshot was me)
We'll fuckin' spin again and see who got good aim
I'on creep down, sweep up
Should've had some cleats thug
Pussy bitch can't run from us
We gon' chase you down, we gon' put you up
YoungBoy, AI, Lil' Top, bitch, I'm a big thug
You in here, then tonight
You just might die if you ain't here with us
My mama know I'm a demon
Fuck, don't try and wake us
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Writer(s): Gregory Sanders, Kentrell Gaulden, India Williams
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