ProdByShorty – Murder Rate Lyrics
Artist: ProdByShorty
Song: Murder Rate
Wheezy outta here
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate [Huh, yeah
Shut the f#ck up, I can’t concentrate [Huh, sh#t, yeah
If he try me today, he gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for brighter days
Got the meter assist, shot a fade away [Hoo, sh#t, yeah
I be up working all night and day
Your b#tch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No one knew me, now b#tches surrounding me
Ain’t no new me, I won’t ever change, oh
All my n#gg#s, they really stay down for me
Double R SUV and a Range Rove’
I’ma pull off, I’m doing a high speed
Weezy F madе it, I’m finna kill it, go ahead and bury it
I got my gun, I’ma Mariah Carey it
I love thе money so much, I’ma marry it
Don’t know how to act, I feel like a barbarian
He don’t want beef, that n#gg# vegetarian
Gun with a silencer, like a librarian
I be the reason all these b#tches staring
She swallow my kids, not good at parenting
Pay me a hundred-fifty for appearances
I got a Lamborghini from the dealership
If I don’t buy a car, I put it on my wrist [Gleam, gleam
Rocking red, just like Popovich
Shooting like Stockton, ain’t nobody stopping it
They pocket watching, ain’t nobody robbin’ this
Give him the MAC-11 with the cooling kit [Ooh-ooh
My n#gg#s coming for you [Ooh
My n#gg#s coming for you [Ooh
Ain’t no telling what they gon’ do
Catch you at the red light, pull up, vroom
She ride my dick like a witch on a broom
When he walked in, we smell b#tch in the room
Ayy, shoot that dude
Brah-brah-brah coming out that tool
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate [Huh, yeah
Shut the f#ck up, I can’t concentrate [Huh, sh#t, yeah
If he try me today, he gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for brighter days
Got the meter assist, shot a fade away [Hoo, sh#t, yeah
I be up working all night and day
Your b#tch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No one knew me, now b#tches surrounding me
Ain’t no new me I won’t ever change, oh
All my n#gg#s, they really stay down for me
Double R, SUV and a Range Rove’
I’ma pull off, I’m doing a high speed
Sweep the game right with a broom [Yeah, shh, shh
Sweep the game right with a broom
Fit right in like I ain’t new
I met that b#tch in the morning
f#ck that b#tch straight by the moon
Used to watch that Sailor Moon
But I still feel like Cocoon
I was broke pockets had room
‘Member I didn’t have rooms
Now my new crib, that b#tch got hundred rooms
I am a winner can’t lose
Look count the same money that’s over and over and over cause I’m off the shrooms
Like, n#gg# the f#ck is you doing?
My new car engine go vroom
My new car engine go vroom
Wanna race me, you gon’ lose [Skrrr
Different color in my jewels
Stick to my grind, I won’t move
Said she want me, man, she too late
Diamond my teeth give me toothache
I figured out something today
All of these n#gg#s they two face
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate [Huh, yeah
Shut the f#ck up, I can’t concentrate [Huh, sh#t, yeah
If he try me today, he gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for brighter days
Got the meter assist, shot a fade away [Hoo, sh#t, yeah
I be up working all night and day
Your b#tch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No one knew me, now b#tches surrounding me
Ain’t no new me I won’t ever change, oh
All my n#gg#s, they really stay down for me
Double R, SUV and a Range Rove’
I’ma pull off, I’m doing a high speed
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From the album:
Straight Outta Suburbs 2 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021
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