catch a murder - lil kee lyrics
[intro]
i love you brother
[hook]
you wanna catch a murder
put on both of yo’ gloves throw on yo mask i know this ain’t the first one
i don’t care if this sh*t take 20 years but they gone die for certain
put on yo’ murder suit, throw back a addy you should feel like hercule
man i think that n*gga died on purpose
hope yo’ plug put fentanyl in yo’ drugs and then you die off perkies
i’m in the club with it on me
percs taking all my homies
this right here for real k!llers drug dealers only
[verse]
i been in my feelings
f*cking different b*tches with children
she ask me did i want to switch but really i ain’t еven care
i went homе got me a switch and put that b*tch on there myself
got me listening durk like whenever it went left i had my momma there
young n*gga get some money
you stay out the streets, keep you a heat them n*ggas ain’t yo homie
boy i won’t go for nothing
i don’t give a f*ck if you the president i hop out clutching
you better keep it on you
i don’t give a f*ck if that b*tch on you, you die with it on you (nah for real)
this sh*t ain’t no movie
this sh*t ain’t no rap beef so think ‘bout what you doing
folk ran down the verse
i wrote a letter to myself, you catch him lacking, he earth
i told my n*gga we get rich we just gone purge
ran through a hundred b*tches give ‘em all to the birds
[hook]
you wanna catch a murder
put on both of yo’ gloves throw on yo mask i know this ain’t the first one
i don’t care if this sh*t take 20 years but they gone die for certain
put on yo’ murder suit, throw back a addy you should feel like hercule
man i think that n*gga died on purpose
hope yo’ plug put fentanyl in yo’ drugs and then you die off perkies
i’m in the club with it on me
percs taking all my homies
this right here for real k!llers drug dealers only
[verse 2]:
what you gone do yo’ self?
and who gone shoot you?
which one gone go and do that time like they ain’t got nothing to lose?
keep my head high like god the only man i fear
it probably be better if i had everyone here
i dont know n*gga
all i need this glock and this ar, i got my pole with me
i come from the slums where you find more and more and more hittas
big draco, i’m different
i put a .223 in amiri’s
i pour a 4 in a sprite and pop me a half a addy i promise it help out yo’ kidney
b*tch had hit my phone like “can you serve me?”
that sh*t iffy
got some sh*t that don’t stop shooting and it hold more than 50
lil hoe which one you say you need, this glock can smoke them b*tches
i ain’t got no precision
innocent lil’ children
n*gga almost shot my lil’ one
almost been a year since big bro died i still don’t feel nothin’
50 mil’ up i won’t forget we still gone k!ll somethin’
[hook]
you wanna catch a murder
put on both of yo’ gloves throw on yo mask i know this ain’t the first one
i don’t care if this sh*t take 20 years but they gone die for certain
put on yo’ murder suit, throw back a addy you should feel like hercule
man i think that n*gga died on purpose
hope yo’ plug put fentanyl in yo’ drugs and then you die off perkies
i’m in the club with it on me
percs taking all my homies
this right here for real k!llers drug dealers only
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