Introduction lyrics

by

Murda B


[Intro: Murda B & Capital Cities]
(Elvis)
We're safe and sound (Safe and sound)
We're safe and sound (Hold your ground)
Like, grrah-grrah, boom
We're safe and sound (Safe and sound)
Like, every opp shot (Grrah)

[Verse 1]
And y'all n*ggas is not on my level
Doin' a drill, I might shoot off a Revel (Grrah-grrah, boom)
When I get mad, I'ma turn to the Devil (Like)
Beat you with the grip, we not talkin' no metal (Every opp shot)
Who got touched? Who ran? (Grrah)
There's so many dead opps in this strand
If I'm callin' up Zay, he gon' shoot on demand (Like, like YGK, like)
Brodie be buggin' when he got the tan (Like, YGK, like)
Who next? That's Rah (Grrah)
Stupid dumb n*gga, caught one to his eye
Smokin' on Caine and my head in the sky
Notti be bussin', this sh*t got me high (Like, suck my di*k)
Like, f*ck that, what's the word?
f*ck all the opps and f*ck what they heard
Catch me a Drilly, leave him in the dirt
And I swear when you see me, you better up first
[Chorus]
When I say "Don't run, don't trip"
Don't be lackin' in cars we not dyin' in whips
Take a trip to the 8, f*ck spinnin' that sh*t
They gon' meet Lil' Rah when the hollows, they hit
b*tch, I'm a stomper, no bunny (Like)
Do a hit, don't go out like— (Dummy)
I be rappin' 'cause this sh*t is funny
I'm Mrs. Wipe-A-b*tch-Nose-If-It's-Runny

[Verse 2]
Like, I'm about to go stupid (Like)
I been buggin' before I was really out here makin' music
I see me a opp, I'ma lose it (Like, grrah)
f*ck all the dissin', go pick up a gun and go use it
That's a opp right there, go blast 'em
See a 8OH and we gonna to pack 'em (Like, 8OHK, like)
b*tches be mental lettin' n*ggas clap 'em (Like, 8OHK, like)
Notti is dead, now everybody jack him (Like, suck my di*k, grrah)
Big EBK, we don't do no alliance
Try to run, but my bullets start flyin'
f*ck all the Gz, all them n*ggas is dyin' (Grrah, grrah)
You b*tches is fake, so the fake b*tches spyin' (Like, suck my di*k)
And I swear that y'all b*tches not touchin' me (Like)
When it comes to this rappin', I do it real comfortably (Like, what? Like, damn)
You get shot if you chill where the Gunnas be (Grrah)
Don't listen to n*ggas, these n*ggas not f*ckin' me (Suck my di*k)
[Chorus]
When I say "Don't run, don't trip"
Don't be lackin' in cars we not dyin' in whips
Take a trip to the 8, f*ck spinnin' that sh*t (Grrah)
They gon' meet Lil' Rah when the hollows (Like), they hit (Like, suck my di*k, like)
b*tch, I'm a stomper, no bunny
Do a hit, don't go out like— (Dummy)
I be rappin' 'cause this sh*t is funny (Like)
I'm Mrs. Wipe-A-b*tch-Nose-If-It's-Runny (Suck my di*k, b*tch)

[Outro]
Grrah, every opp shot, n*gga (Every opp shot)
Suck my di*k
Grrah, like
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