Murder Rate lyrics

[Intro: Slizpee]
This is a YP exclu-clusive
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Yeah, sippin' mud, sippin' tris n*gga
Yeah n*gga, ain't f*ckin' wit' you b*tch n*ggas
Off the percs off the addys, yeah
I'm rollin' tryna blitz n*ggas

[Verse 1: Slizpee & Kankan]
Yeah, my n*gga just scored on some tris
Doin' the diddy bop
A n*gga try to play, yeah, f*ck that boy, take his top
A n*gga actin' hard, yeah, f*ck it we gon' spin them blocks
Tell them n*ggas check the score, yeah, took another opp
Lil' Goon, yeah, he off the eight, doin' the diddy bop
My n*gga always havin' za, yeah, come shop
That lil' ho givin' brain, givin' droptop (Uh huh, uh huh)
That murder rate gon' rise, when them bodies drop (Murder rate)

[Verse 2: Kankan]
Yeah, the murdеr rate gon' rise n*gga
Aye, caught anothеr opp, the bodies drop n*gga
Uh, shouldn't have trust that ho, we got the drop n*gga
[?] f*ckin' with them opp b*tches
Aye, b*tch we'll raise the murder rate, murder rate n*gga
Uh, [?] sippin' Wock on stage
Missed his show, we gon' catch that n*gga another day
I just f*cked his ho the other day
Aye, b*tch I made a hunnid' racks today
Screamin' red rum, aye
b*tch my cup is red just like a murder
Aye, who these n*ggas is? We never heard of 'em, aye