Murda Gang (Young Wild & Rich) lyrics

[Intro]
(M-M-M-Murda)
Chasin' the check, I'm on one

[Chorus]
Skrrt, ayy, uh, chasin' the check, I'm on one
These n*ggas don't want no problems
Bro in the cut with the choppa
n*gga, you don't want no problems
Smoking on that ganja
I'm so high, it's a problem
f*ck with me, you a goner
We handle all our problems

[Post-Chorus]
f*ck n*ggas, we don't f*ck with 'em
.40 on me like a boxer, uppercut n*ggas
I spent a stack and a half, I’m not modest, you know I'm living lavish
Sad boy, but I still tote my gun, like a super savage

[Verse]
Ooh, uh, it shoot like an automatic, yeah, ooh, ayy
Catch yo' n*gga up in traffic, yeah, oh
Make him disappear, I call it magic, yeah, ayy
Balling super hard, I feel like Magic, oh, ayy, yeah
I ball out just like the Mavericks, yеah, ayy
You is fake, you not no super savage
But mе, I put the super in savage, yeah
I get my hand on my ratchet, yeah
Run up on me, I'ma blast it, yeah
You ain't bout that action
You ain't bout that action
You ain't bout that action (Chasin' the check, I'm on one)
You ain't bout that action
You ain't-
[Chorus]
Skrrt, ayy, uh, chasin' the check, I'm on one
These n*ggas don't want no problems
Bro in the cut with the choppa
n*gga, you don't want no problems
Smoking on that ganja
I'm so high, it's a problem
f*ck with me, you a goner
We handle all our problems

[Post-Chorus]
f*ck n*ggas, we don't f*ck with 'em
.40 on me like a boxer, uppercut n*ggas
I spent a stack and a half, I’m not modest, you know I'm living lavish
Sad boy, but I still tote my gun, like a super savage