DENZEL pus*y lyrics

[Intro]
Yea, wassup, yeah
Muthaf*ckin' murder
Muthaf*ckin' murder
Muthaf*ckin' murder
Muthaf*ckin' murder, b*tch, wassup
Muthaf*ckin' murder, Yeah, what?

[Verse]
Hoppin' out with 762's, hoppin' out with all of them f*cking 2's
Killin' everybody in mothaf*ckin' sight
Real sh*t, I'm hoppin' out, you don't wanna fight so let me know
Just what you wanna do cause I'm ready to kill
I'm in this b*tch tryna kill for the mill's
Holdin' it down, doing what I gotta do for the set
Put it in work everyday so it don't get wet, up
n*gga talkin sh*t I ain't gotta set him up
Talkin' and sh*t, n*gga you ain't gotta bet it bruh
So whatchu' [?], don't you know I'm on the f*cking scene
Holdin' it down everyday, n*gga gettin' green
Countin' it up, you can die, If you actin' green
Who you be?, n*gga, your mug ain't mean enough
n*gga you ain't steppin' enough, f*ckin' with me
n*gga your whole life is a bluff, so let me know if you tryna act tough
Real sh*t, n*gga you gon' get smacked up
Hit you up In your sh*t, me I been doing this
Been, gettin' bread, got b*tches all on my di*k
Sucking that di*k like they supposed to do that
Bad b*tches, yeah you know that they gon' throw it back
Cause all these b*tches Is hoes and sl*ts, that's real sh*t
Now n*gga you know that these b*tches Is must
So why the f*ck, would you try to second guess that
Cause I'm the one that's gon' shoot you with the f*ckin' Gat
Black flag on my face puttin' on for [?]
Puttin' In work, n*gga just incase you ain't know
You f*cking with me, just know I gotta get the dough
Rob, I'm taking they life, I'm taking they wife, I'm taking they b*tch
Don't you know, I'm bout that sh*t, I ain't even gotta, talk about that sh*t
Nah, but I'm still gon' speak them facts
And a n*gga like me, will kill you for them racks
Put that pistol to yo head, now yo b*tch ass dead
Celebrating with my homies and you know, we roaming
Through the city, you know that you don't want no beef
No pity for these b*tch n*ggas up In these streets
Cause If he wanna play with me, you know I'll
Knock his head off, I caught him slippin' I'm pistol grippin'
You play around with me, n*gga don't you know
I gotta go and get, to the mothaf*ckin' dough
Play with us If you want too, that's the wrong move
Don't you know that we at you, we got you
Big ass guns and Berettas n*gga counting that cheddar
AK-47's ain't nothin better, then that
n*gga, when I'm, shootin' the gat, better, bat- bat-
n*gga ready to, attack