Murda She Wrote YUNG-RARE

Intro:
You seen them 10 trucks parked in front of the motherfucking airport?
That wasn't for you that was for me
You got found in the back of one of them motherfuckers bitch
I'll let you live
But I swear to god

Chorus:
Since the jit bitch, I could never fuck with no niggas
And since a kid I could never show no love to these niggas
I'm fucking crazy
Murder what she wrote I could never sell my soul
Nigga that's not how I roll
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck? (Woo!)
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck?
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck? (Yeaa!)
That's how it goes fucking murder she wrotе

Verse 1:
I'm the gang-banging, hеad swinging ghetto motherfucker
Had to let these niggas know they bout to die for each other
We gon stretch a nigga out and then we change the artillery
It go boom, boom, boom
Switch it up

Verse 2:
Bitch I'm psycho, I go, homicidal with the rifle
We gon thrill em, kill em
Bitch you hate me, I'm a villain
It go stupid, stupid
I get creepy, I get ruthless
You gon listen to me
You can suck a fucking dick