[Verse 1: Crimewave]
There's a murder in the streets everyday
Yung Bitch just tryna get paid
There's a murder in the streets everyday
I snatch a chain, I'm just tryna get paid
Know the murder in the streets any day
Touch my kin, and I'ma let it all spray
Hitting licks, and fucking chicks until the grave
Catch me riding with the nines pouring eighths
Sip the syrup, goth bitch dropping neck
Traffic ho up selling pussy, grab the check
Cash me out, what she doing with her bread?
My wallet full, she feeling empty in my bed
[Chorus: Crimewave]
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday
[Verse 2: Original God]
Tryna fuck with me? Bitch, I'll leave you brain-dead
Night, night, I'ma put you in that unclosed deathbed
I could care less if you know me or not
Pussy wet while I'm knee-deep drowned in this thot
Rahh, I have no emotions
I'm a psychopathic piece of shit
I might burn out cities 'cause I'm always tryna keep 'em lit
I already killed myself, I already died
Where's the fucking gun, huh?
Where's the fucking knife?
There's a murder in the streets everyday
Yung Bitch just tryna get paid
There's a murder in the streets everyday
I snatch a chain, I'm just tryna get paid
Know the murder in the streets any day
Touch my kin, and I'ma let it all spray
Hitting licks, and fucking chicks until the grave
Catch me riding with the nines pouring eighths
Sip the syrup, goth bitch dropping neck
Traffic ho up selling pussy, grab the check
Cash me out, what she doing with her bread?
My wallet full, she feeling empty in my bed
[Chorus: Crimewave]
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday
[Verse 2: Original God]
Tryna fuck with me? Bitch, I'll leave you brain-dead
Night, night, I'ma put you in that unclosed deathbed
I could care less if you know me or not
Pussy wet while I'm knee-deep drowned in this thot
Rahh, I have no emotions
I'm a psychopathic piece of shit
I might burn out cities 'cause I'm always tryna keep 'em lit
I already killed myself, I already died
Where's the fucking gun, huh?
Where's the fucking knife?
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