Lyrics Mo Murda Y2021 - Slowed - Y2

They think I'm atheist niggas ain't crossing me
Don't answer calls if a lable try offer me
Less than six million I only speak honestly
I am the hardest ain't too good with modesty
Purp for the coughing I'm nail and the hammer bitch
Not amputated but I'm single handedly
Killing the game I just pleaded insanity
I'm still that nigga mine as well be a mannequin
Start witcho nightmare then final yo fantasy
More ties than Jean Claude I kick it like bamboo tree
Blood is my sport and you niggas just analyst
Murder for all I should walk with a candle lit
No competition I only see skeletons
Dia del los muertos they think that I'm Mexican
Always see red for the green I crack heuvos
Like white up ya nose got em hooked like Canelo
Alvarez I'm strapped cuz my residents evil
When I deal with snakes gotta come with that eagle
You post it on ig and I keep it reel
Ain't hunting for wild life but I pop a seal
That word to my momma no man that I fear
Just worms in tequila I'm still in the clear
I took all my demons and made em wear diamonds
I want all the smoke I woke up and chose violence

Murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda
Murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda

The doc feel it that's how I feel about it bout it
Sure as a shot nigga the second dose is quite ironic
I am the top ceiling no mutha fuckin doubt about it
Moment of silence ya'll do the dying got everybody flowers
I got em by the b-a-ll-s you know what they fuck imma do
Bahama by the breeze a big steppa nigga stella got her groove
I'm back and I'm making a statement my state of mind swear I never lose
To any nigga while I'm in the picture Aaliyah's resolution
Ya'll prefer defeat I like to torture shit
Mocassins all sex boxes
All get corpses
Monsters war shit
Ya'll stick to your shit
Ya'll keep the plate I stick the fork in all shit
Die
I got em where I really want it
Ya'll send me any opponent
I'll just put the fury on em
I been going Billie on em
Pop em like a wheelie homie
Poor lil baby really homeless
I should get a milli bonus
I be going ape like it's bape on my kicks
Y2 Steven A. Smith I first take all my shit
Cali weather I come with earthquake in this bitch
No relation to satan sixty six point six
I need keys to the city in the hood like Jiffy
Anybody dissin' might end up go missing
Where niggas go fishing
I take yo bitch wit me and tackle her box I get busy
I spin round yo block til I'm dizzy and go triple sixty
Like I'm here wit Nipsey
A hustler ambition
That shit wasn't pretty but better than prison
The top off the benzi I show off the titties
Soft porn when I'm whipping
Be gon til Novem-b-er with the shizzy
My scammer Nigerian
We don't do siri the feds hear it
Ain't tryna do fifty hit them with the switchy
That Morty and Ricky that beam coming wit me
Like Will and Chris Hemsi might duck off in Sydney
With goose and a tenzi I dive in that kitty
I'm synchronized swimming
Skate on her like Tilly's
I'm on yo achilles
Yuh
Just like yo engine you hemi
Yuh
Two glock on me bitch I'm twinning
Yuh
Red up yo noodle like kimchi
Yuh
Four with that four like it's Wendy's
Yuh
Bitch on my dick want that quickie
Yuh
Crush her lil camel like ciggies
Paper too large to wear skinny's
Yuh
K stay on me like I'm sticky
Yuh

Murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda
Murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda