Murda She Wrote Li Rye

[Chorus]
We do face shots No Hospital Gang when we creep
Your lil ho just sent the low I got the pin on where you sleep
Rolling opps in slapwoods I don't fuck with Grabba leaf
I been ducking Aaron Rodgers I don't fuck with the police
Told that bitch "Before I argue ho I'll go back to the streets"
Face like a barbie, pussy water, she keep fucking up My sheet
Popped a perc' soon as I woke up My dumbass forgot to eat
She bad in person like how she look on ig then I kiss on her feet

[Verse]
Fuck this rap I'm knee deep in the streets and I can't fucking leave
Lil bro hit head first I give the word and he can't wait to squeeze
I deletеd Facebook I'm getting tired of seeing R.I.P.'s
Rolling up his brothеr looking at his picture while I sip on lean
All My bitches bad ain't got no asses you can't join the team
These rap niggas getting smashed just off the world lil bro gon' clear the scene
That switch had hit his head 'fore it ground they watched his soul leave
I'm getting that different money ain't trying to hear about what you owe me
Murder what she wrote died by the ho trying to get his dick wet
I can't hang around no nigga got to ask him where his clip at
JB asked me where his switch at
Niggas wolfing trying to get on that
Just give me that nigga name in 30 minutes it'll be a brick on that
She a light skin bitch with braces and tattoos I'd probably put dick on that
Every time that nigga try to drop a diss we get they partner whacked
Drop the low we get on top of that
On xanax I don't how to act
Tried to spin and then they caught a flat
Still remember clutching red Mac'
How I hit him inches from his heart aim where his head at
Fuck codeine I really wish I could bring Red back
I can't quit the lean wake up early ask "Where meds at?"
Gon' die about them lil comments cheer him on you shouldn't have said that