lirik lagu li rye – murder flow
[intro]
b~tch
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah
b~tch
[chorus]
i’m tryna pull up sticked up, they b~tch ass don’t be on nothin’
they opp packs, get rolled up, i told them n~ggas smoke somethin’
what it is? what you wanna do? i knock ’em down by the two
f~ck that b~tch and dropped her off, i’m by myself in a coupe
two choppers, one hundred~round drum, and a fifty on the bottom of this gun
i got three hundred shots, ain’t talkin’ ’bout no doctor, n~gga
hope they don’t think this sh~t sweet, put you to sleep like i’m your mama, n~gga
and f~ck that b~tch too, i shoot that five~seven at your mama, n~gga
[verse 1]
i’m tryna k!ll, she old as f~ck anyway, she ain’t got that long to live
up early lurkin’, geeked up off them perkies, i can’t sleep off pills
like i’m tony stark, i keep that iron, man, can’t leave without my steel
she gon’ throw that ass ’cause she know i got them bands, know i always keep it real
go’n eat that d~ck up like you hungry, ho, i stay on go
i just sipped a four straight to the face, ain’t feel like stoppin’ at no f~ckin’ store
see an opp, i up and blow
if he with his b~tch, then k!ll that ho
they say i do too much on them percs
big bro just said, “rye, you can’t take no more”
just put my d~ck in her stomach, she said, “bae, i can’t take no more”
all that mean i need another ho, ’cause, b~tch, you ain’t worth nothin’
we catch you flodgin’ and stuntin’, we gon’ take everything but your drawers
you got a problem with how i’m comin’, then bring that smoke, i want it all, b~tch
[chorus]
sticked up, they b~tch ass don’t be on nothin’
they opp packs, get rolled up, i told them n~ggas smoke somethin’
what it is? what you wanna do? i knock ’em down by the two
f~ck that b~tch and dropped her off, i’m by myself in a coupe
two choppers, one hundred~round drum, and a fifty on the bottom of this gun
i got three hundred shots, ain’t talkin’ ’bout no doctor, n~gga
hope they don’t think this sh~t sweet, put you to sleep like i’m your mama, n~gga
and f~ck that b~tch too, i shoot that five~seven at your mama, n~gga
[verse 2]
with the bread made out the trap
we go re~up, then spend them racks on straps
‘fore she came, say we wasn’t f~ckin’
‘fore she left, her face was in my lap
my d~ck get hard for glizzies, like a stripper, b~tch, i make it clap
just popped another perc’, i’m stat man, i average fifty
that same ho left me on read tellin’ me now that she wan’ l!ck me
blocked that ho, then went f~cked on her friend, why? ’cause, b~tch, i’m ignant
i can’t wait to k!ll my opps, i hope they die, them n~ggas b~tches
[interlude]
them n~ggas been hoes, them n~ggas gon’ die hoes
d~mn, man, these n~ggas ain’t—
these n~ggas ain’t outside, these n~ggas hoes
these n~ggas be put up
man, i hit five drops in one night, wasn’t n0body outside, i’m still out
[chorus]
i’m tryna pull up sticked up, they b~tch ass don’t be on nothin’
they opp packs, get rolled up, i told them n~ggas smoke somethin’
what it is? what you wanna do? i knock ’em down by the two
f~ck that b~tch and dropped her off, i’m by myself in a coupe
two choppers, one hundred~round drum, and a fifty on the bottom of this gun
i got three hundred shots, ain’t talkin’ ’bout no doctor, n~gga
hope they don’t think this sh~t sweet, put you to sleep like i’m your mama, n~gga
and f~ck that b~tch too, i shoot that five~seven at your mama, n~gga
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