Murder Victim Lil Poppa

[Intro]
CashMoney AP

[Chorus]
If you ain't the suspect, you the fuckin' murder victim
Heard the folks ain't came and got you yet because you workin' with 'em
What you expect from me like I'm some type of perfect nigga?
Bitch, I know the pain from Baby Tay 'cause I was hurtin' with him
We just got the rental tinted, we finna go lurkin' in it
Been in it for a minute, my nigga been swervin' in it
All the money came, fame came, ain't a damn thing changed
Catch a bullet for my main man 'cause he'll do the same thing

[Verse 1]
Feel like my luck all fucked up, trust all fucked up
Woke up next to a bad yellow bitch, she gettin' bust up
Everything custom, you ain't workin', you a customer
Almost fell in love with her, now I don't know what up with her
Now I don't even think 'bout cuffin' her, probaby let my brother fuck
Got it out the mud, this money came from out a double cup
You know twin got that chopper, double clip, and it's double tucked
So nigga, run up, get your ass flipped, then run off
My dawg trippin', I don't know if it's him or me, nigga, what the fuck?
My bitch trippin', she want time that I ain't got, it's just never enough
I got them hitters with me, say the wrong thing and we callin' your bluff
Coughin' up blood, he thought he was tough