Murda Day lyrics

[Intro: BIG30]
Dum, dum, dum, dum
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
(Red Dead, I'm so f*ckin' bumpin', bro)
Blrrrd
Blrrrd

[Verse 1: BIG30 & Lil Migo]
Really don't give no f*ck if I go platinum or go gold (Give a f*ck 'bout going gold)
Just don't take me from my family, take my freedom, or my stove (Please don't take me from my stove)
Ain't no n*gga gave me sh*t, I took something from him, yeah, if I owed (If I woofed him, then he gone)
I had faith in my lil' n*gga, he was woofing, but he froze (Take his Glock, he's dead and gone)
Got a b*tch from Walker Homes, gon' suck you dry to slime you out
We need every key to every whip and the key to his house (Skrrt, skrrt)
Talk too much around BIG30, you gеt hit up in your mouth (Pew)
Got no love for no rats, it's strictly murder for thе mouse (Murder)
Blrrrd (Blrrrd), blrrrd (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd), that's all I got to say (Blrrrd)
Thirty shots in this Glock, twenty-six get hit up in the face
Lil One, he got locked in, he and Lil Goonie staying out the way (He tryna make them come outside)
'Cause they know where it's safe and they know BIG30 ain't come to play (Play with 30, he gon' die)
Pull up with them Dracs and hit up every house that's on your block (We gon' hit your block)
They know that it's smoke, so when he leave, they walk him to the car (Bet his ass is gon' get shot)
b*tch, I'm Murda 8, I keep 'em with me, Glock up in the box (Blrrrd)
She know I'm a gangster, off the Henny, we f*ck 'til tomorrow
She know I'm a killer, off the Perky, killed her from the back
Beast up in these streets, I'm on the block, stand up like I'm Shaq
I'm on all ten, I'm shooting first, it ain't no dumping back
We gon' get 'em gone, get 'em whacked, it ain't no coming back (Migo)
[Verse 2: Lil Migo]
Big old F&N my preferences, smoking gas, that expensive sh*t (Gas)
Chilling with a basic b*tch, hoes'll get you, they play you quick (Damn)
I-I-I can't trust a n*gga or a b*tch 'cause they'll slime you out (Slime)
Hit the club 'bout forty deep, the glizzy tucked, I'm firing rounds (Blrrrd)
Chopper hanging 'round my neck, I tote that Drac' just like a purse (What?)
f*ck the doctor, red dot him, look at him now, he in a hearse
If you ain't never sold a pound, no, you cannot get you a verse (Nah)
If you ain't never sold a pound, no, you cannot get you a verse (Pound, ayy, yeah)
Money over b*tches, you know that bag come before a ho (Cash, cash, cash)
I might just pull up, sell you a pound, and hit the studio (Skrrt)
One foot in the game and one foot out, gon' rap or sell these 'bows (Phew)
That's a hard decision, chasing millions in my shell toes (Yoom)
Caught a flight to Cali' (Phew), Asian plug up in the valley (Valley)
Now I step in Bally, having money keep me balanced (Damn)
Used to sleep on pallets, now I'm getting paid for my talents (Racks)
b*tches love my diamonds, say I'm flashy and I'm stylish (Bling)
Popping my sh*t, popping your b*tch (Popping, popping)
Say the word, they gon' blitz, know you get killed (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
Ain't no love in this sh*t, love for the kick (Huh? What?)
Got a Glock with a di*k, know that's a stick (Damn, ayy)

[Outro: Lil Migo]
Migo
Ayy
CMG sh*t, Heavy Camp sh*t, Bread Gang sh*t
BIG30, what's popping?
Lil Migo in this b*tch shining like a motherf*cking lamp
Can't DM me, n*gga
Too much money
Popping my sh*t
Pop your b*tch
I'ma ice out the clique
And you can't get a verse if you ain't never sold a pound, n*gga
No cap
Real street n*gga
Blrrrd, blrrrd (Blrrrd)