Messy Murders (feat. Lul Rell)

Nigga, look, ayy If brother hit me boutta drill, consider it done Choppa f*ck that nigga body up, specifically his lungs glock button, shootin with a lag, but ain't got no delay switch to babyA , cause the A like to kick when I spray Cooked the wrong nigga, thought he was a sukka from a range I don't really want your heart, lul baby, I just want the pape , Ayy Never rockin' with a ghost that almost got me killed I ain't never miss a time I shot, I'm thinkin' I got skills, nigga free little , free doe, they just freed Trell Niggas think we steppin for the clout, but we do shit for real, nigga Yeah, nigga, and that's just what it is It's gettin' sad up in these streets, got kids poppin' kids, nigga How I'm never on da, when thas where I live Give a sukka props for tryna slide, but you barely missed, nigga Ayy, and that's just what it is Its gettin', in these streets got, yeah, yeah How I'm never on da, when das where I live Give a sukka props for tryna slide, but you barely missed, nigga Give a sukka props for tryna slide, but you barely missed, Don't give a f*ck, I'll hit that nigga in front of his kids Pitbull gon' bite the nigga, all up in his fuckin' ribs And if the fully hit you, nigga, then you ain't gon' live Nigga, then you ain't gon' live, I can tell by how you shakin', you ain't built for this Chase you down, and you better not bap your whip Nah, you better not bap your whip, yeah Nigga, don't bap your load Slide up on that nigga, you already know we tryna up the sco damn Nigga, and we trained to blow If we catch him lackin', nigga, we gon' up our pole, yeah We tryna see what he gon' do Talkin' hella shit, we gon' see if he really shoot Got this pitbull on a leash, I'ma let it loose I don't care what you be on, we can never lose, Ayy But I'm like, eeny, meeny, miny, moe Catch a sukka, nigga, I'ma really pop the fuckin' doe, yeah Nigga, we finna tag his toe Catch him lackin', we gon' really take that nigga soul