FWTG

Murder!
Ay, Ay, Ay
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on this thirty
Double my cup, I got syrup in it
Extend-o my clip and my burner
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on my verses
We the chasers bitch, ballin' on purpose
, a nigga came from nothing
Damn right a nigga had to hustle
Suckin' cars, really chasing money
Had a lot of them nights, stomach used to rumble
You can tell I’m really from the jungle
Got to stack up them hundreds, I’m still humble
Labels callin', I don’t need nothin'
I’m certified, yeah I’m hands on if I got to put my mans on
I fuck with my plug, never ran off
You know I don’t play 'bout the fam' dog
Walk up, I’ma blow your head off
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on this thirty
Double my cup, I got syrup in it
Extend-o on my clip and my burner
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on my verses
We the chasers bitch, ballin' on purpose
Fuck with the clique and get murdered
, still kept a burner
Momma screaming, oh lord you should’ve heard her
drum nigga, that shit get you murdered
Run through the
Run through your team like I’m
First 48, no commercial
I guess you for a circle
to your front door, we will murk you
Kidnap your bitch just to hurt you
Run and take shit, don’t let in my circle
Only family matter like nigga
Caught them slipping nigga like
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on this thirty
Double my cup, I got syrup in it
Extend-o on my clip and my burner
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on my verses
We the chasers bitch, ballin' on purpose
Brrr!
Pumping the clip
Brand new AK, came with a clip
Come around tryin’a on the
Fuck around and get your whole whip flipped
First gat was a ruger
Yeah I took it from a noodle
Pussy nigga try ask for it back I told that sucka I
Slide through the trenches with the heater on me
Don’t get out of pocket, I leave you homie
Cook that work up in the bleader nigga
Fuck around and get your life ended
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on this thirty
Double my cup, I got syrup in it
Extend-o on my clip and my burner
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
Fuck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on my verses
We the chasers bitch, ballin' on purpose