Murder NLE Choppa

[Intro]
Y'all niggas done woke me up
Oh, I'm talkin' redrum
Turn me up mic, turn me up
I'm talkin' redrum
Ay, I'm talkin' redrum

[Verse 1]
I just flooded my neck so my chain can glist
Rollie on me but it do not tick
I ain't got time to spend with no bitch
Stay on my grind, I'm tryna get rich
Down for the kill, might catch me a body
My nigga like Martin he keep him a Tommy
Remember them days, I was broke, I was bummy
I got on my ass, I had to get something
Hopped out my feelings, hopped in my bag
I'm thanking my gang, and I'm throwing my flag
You diss on my gang, then his toe gave a tag
I run in your house and I'm hittin' your stash
Say you want smoke, I'm bringing that pressure
When bullets hit, turn his shirt into ketchup
All gas, yeah we can't let 'em
Keep my body on the dresser (Damn son, where'd you find this?)

[Chorus]
I'm talking redrum
I'm talking murder
Them bullets hurt ya
Flip you like a burger
Or like a mattress
My nigga you can have it
I'm all about the smoke, like a fucking crack addict
Addict