[Intro]
[Verse 1: Pluto]
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
That’s the only known mindset
Cos this niggas; wishing u ill will
Henny Black I need a refill
Murfucker, take a chill pill
Got a pump, pump, snub nose
And a shotgun; if u don’t sit still
Steady popping em bottles
Catch me at the Bellagio
Kicking it, with the, money team
16 murcielago’s
All the snakes we going murder
Cos we never condoner
Deading all of em bitch folks
Send a nigga straight to they coma
Murder, murder, kill, kill
That’s the only objec-tive
Tryna fuck with my food chain
Nigga, u’ll be signing ur death-wish
I be leaving em breath-less, ur girl had me for break-fast
Why the fuck; u here, u ain't even on my guest list
I made outtta the corner
Now fast cars, Daytona
Messing with my money
I’ll be all…; up on ur bumper
Ice-box cos my wrist froze
Sack racing on 6-4’s
Going hard; than a motherfucker
And 1, free throw
[Hook: Pluto, B Verse and Kizza]
We burn money, never burn bridges
We don’t fuck with lames…, we just fuck they bitches
We ball in…, ball out…
A million dollar shopping sprees clear the mall out
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
We be taking ur lunchbox
Motherfuck u; and ur freewill
[Verse 2: B Verse]
Ok, Murder Murder Kill Kill, F&I we the real deal
I give a fuck if niggas don't feel my shit cos I guarantee that your bitch will
Friday night club dreams I peel bills for that tip drill
Shorty all my niggas eat super size taking extra fries no kids meal
Ride around in that big wheel, strapped in and I'm racked out
U write it down you might act it out but I truly live what I rap bout
I was broke had to hustle turned the crib into a trap house
See I get the work break it down bag it up and put I back out
Most these niggas ain't bout that life
Know I'm tryna cut ma pass that knife
Never hop the broom better stash that rice
If the pussy that good might smash that twice
Then its back to the money no delaying
Got a line on a zip what fuck is u paying?
Know what I'm about like a morherfucking weigh in
See I bolt on the track what the fuck is Usain
Whoa ! Get it ? Nigga I ain't playing
Bolt on the track what the fuck is usain
Rap ain't dead just slowly decaying
You ain't got us in your deck what the fuck is you playing ?
Trash garbage trash garbage
Weak whack more garbage
Gad dammit, can't stand it
All thats rap Niggas garbage
[Hook: Pluto, B Verse and Kizza]
We burn money, never burn bridges
We don’t fuck with lames…, we just fuck they bitches
We ball in…, ball out…
A million dollar shopping sprees clear the mall out
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
We be taking ur lunchbox
Motherfuck u; and ur freewill
[Verse 3: Kizza]
Holy shit I feel so sick the diagnosis is my flow's the shit
I don't know why you never noticed it but by the end of this verse you gon know this shit
No doubt who the dopest is
FnI that's me and my associates
And we burning bread like a toaster oven
These hoes act like u're supposed to love em
But need more money and less stress
Unless I'm working on my next check
Then it's on ur mark, get set, green light, lets jet
1st class on my own flight, Mo keeps the piece so I don't fight
And the throw the bait but I don't bite
Cuz that's the shit that I don't like
I got the loud and it's getting louder
Feeling dope like I'm getting powder
Gettin diesel these hoes is sour
Cuz when I snap I got the power
And I kill the beats and I body tracks and I fill the sheets with a lot of stats
And I gets it in like a slim Jim/ u know all the trouble I been in
But mistakes from the past help better my future and that's what I call a win win
So either way I'm good to go, dumb money make a nigga act foolish though
So in the mean time get new dough, cop new clothes, fuck new hoes
Pigeon coup 2 door, till old friends become new foes, like YO!!!!
[Hook: Pluto, B Verse and Kizza]
We burn money, never burn bridges
We don’t fuck with lames…, we just fuck they bitches
We ball in…, ball out…
A million dollar shopping sprees clear the mall out
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
We be taking ur lunchbox
Motherfuck u; and ur freewill
[Verse 1: Pluto]
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
That’s the only known mindset
Cos this niggas; wishing u ill will
Henny Black I need a refill
Murfucker, take a chill pill
Got a pump, pump, snub nose
And a shotgun; if u don’t sit still
Steady popping em bottles
Catch me at the Bellagio
Kicking it, with the, money team
16 murcielago’s
All the snakes we going murder
Cos we never condoner
Deading all of em bitch folks
Send a nigga straight to they coma
Murder, murder, kill, kill
That’s the only objec-tive
Tryna fuck with my food chain
Nigga, u’ll be signing ur death-wish
I be leaving em breath-less, ur girl had me for break-fast
Why the fuck; u here, u ain't even on my guest list
I made outtta the corner
Now fast cars, Daytona
Messing with my money
I’ll be all…; up on ur bumper
Ice-box cos my wrist froze
Sack racing on 6-4’s
Going hard; than a motherfucker
And 1, free throw
[Hook: Pluto, B Verse and Kizza]
We burn money, never burn bridges
We don’t fuck with lames…, we just fuck they bitches
We ball in…, ball out…
A million dollar shopping sprees clear the mall out
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
We be taking ur lunchbox
Motherfuck u; and ur freewill
[Verse 2: B Verse]
Ok, Murder Murder Kill Kill, F&I we the real deal
I give a fuck if niggas don't feel my shit cos I guarantee that your bitch will
Friday night club dreams I peel bills for that tip drill
Shorty all my niggas eat super size taking extra fries no kids meal
Ride around in that big wheel, strapped in and I'm racked out
U write it down you might act it out but I truly live what I rap bout
I was broke had to hustle turned the crib into a trap house
See I get the work break it down bag it up and put I back out
Most these niggas ain't bout that life
Know I'm tryna cut ma pass that knife
Never hop the broom better stash that rice
If the pussy that good might smash that twice
Then its back to the money no delaying
Got a line on a zip what fuck is u paying?
Know what I'm about like a morherfucking weigh in
See I bolt on the track what the fuck is Usain
Whoa ! Get it ? Nigga I ain't playing
Bolt on the track what the fuck is usain
Rap ain't dead just slowly decaying
You ain't got us in your deck what the fuck is you playing ?
Trash garbage trash garbage
Weak whack more garbage
Gad dammit, can't stand it
All thats rap Niggas garbage
[Hook: Pluto, B Verse and Kizza]
We burn money, never burn bridges
We don’t fuck with lames…, we just fuck they bitches
We ball in…, ball out…
A million dollar shopping sprees clear the mall out
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
We be taking ur lunchbox
Motherfuck u; and ur freewill
[Verse 3: Kizza]
Holy shit I feel so sick the diagnosis is my flow's the shit
I don't know why you never noticed it but by the end of this verse you gon know this shit
No doubt who the dopest is
FnI that's me and my associates
And we burning bread like a toaster oven
These hoes act like u're supposed to love em
But need more money and less stress
Unless I'm working on my next check
Then it's on ur mark, get set, green light, lets jet
1st class on my own flight, Mo keeps the piece so I don't fight
And the throw the bait but I don't bite
Cuz that's the shit that I don't like
I got the loud and it's getting louder
Feeling dope like I'm getting powder
Gettin diesel these hoes is sour
Cuz when I snap I got the power
And I kill the beats and I body tracks and I fill the sheets with a lot of stats
And I gets it in like a slim Jim/ u know all the trouble I been in
But mistakes from the past help better my future and that's what I call a win win
So either way I'm good to go, dumb money make a nigga act foolish though
So in the mean time get new dough, cop new clothes, fuck new hoes
Pigeon coup 2 door, till old friends become new foes, like YO!!!!
[Hook: Pluto, B Verse and Kizza]
We burn money, never burn bridges
We don’t fuck with lames…, we just fuck they bitches
We ball in…, ball out…
A million dollar shopping sprees clear the mall out
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
Murder, murder, kill, kill
FNI, we the real deal
We be taking ur lunchbox
Motherfuck u; and ur freewill
( 4th & Inchez )
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