Murder on my mind

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Benzo Ruthless

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Ay, Benzo fuckin' ruthless bitch
A free YNW  Melly, man
Uh
Bow, bow

From the backseat with it
Ha ha ha
Ah, nah
F*ck the opps, dead and alive

Don't f*ck with me, I ain't gon' speak too many times
Nah
This shit the last warning f*ck with me, you dying
Bitch

I ain't tryna fuckin' play, I'm tryna open fire
Bah, bah
Murder, murder, murder, murder on my mind
Yeah

Don't f*ck with me, I ain't gon' speak too many times
Nah
This shit last the warning f*ck with me, you dying
Bitch

I ain't tryna fuckin' play, I'm tryna open fire
Bitch
Murder, murder, murder, murder on my mind
Yeah

I don't trust these niggas or these stupid bitches
Nah, nah
I be doin' me
F*ck a friendship

F*ck em
Why these motherfuckers wanna backdoor me
F*ck
Get em first, shoot like Melly in the backseat

Nah
I'm too real to even hang with these weird niggas
Bitch
They gossip bout each other, just like these bitches

Hoes
I'm in my own lane, I stay out the mix
F*ck em all
Ay, I'm solid as a fuckin' brick

Yeah
Pussy nigga out of state and he tryna diss
The f*ck
Boy you weird as f*ck, get off my dick

Lil bitch
If it's really beef nigga, I'll take a trip
Murder on my mind with a full clip

Ay
Nine milli shit, keep that nine on my hip
Squad
Run up on me and I'ma off his shit

Lil bitch
Draco with a banana clip
Ay
Ay, he think he tough

I'll damage him
F*ck
Don't f*ck with me, I ain't gon' speak too many times
Nah

This shit last warning, f*ck with me you dyin
Yeah
I ain't tryna fuckin' play, I'm tryna open fire
Bitch

Murder, murder, murder, murder on my mind
Yeah
Don't f*ck with me, I ain't gon' speak too many times
Ay

This shit last warning, f*ck with me you dyin'
Yeah
I ain't tryna fuckin' play, I'm tryna open fire
Don't f*ck

Murder, murder, murder, murder on my mind
Ay
When that Glock in my hand, I get that burning desire
Hollows in this shit burn through your skin like it's fire

Why they wanna play victim, they some fuckin' liars
Where I was raised, somebody f*ck with you, you open fire
Kill it
I'm the son of a savage, never gave a f*ck

Yeah, yeah
Two Glocks in my pants, yeah I got it tucked
Bitch
Better stay up out my way before I make you duck

Everybody, they be hatin', but I don't give a f*ck
F*ck em all
I'm nine milli, and I let it bust

Catch your ass slippin', I'ma f*ck you up
Bitch
Throw hands, throw shells, I don't need a gun
Nah

I'm a violent ass nigga, tryna make you bleed or somethin
Yeah
Pull up on your Glock and I'ma see what's up
Yeah

You talkin' all that shit, but you ain't really tough
If not
Slide on your Glock, we gon' see what's up
Bitch

Young with the shits, I never gave a f*ck
Bitch
Don't f*ck with me, I ain't gon' speak too many times
Nah

This shit last warning
F*ck with me and you done
I ain't tryna fucking play, I'm tryna open fire
Bitch

Murder? Murder? Murder? Murder, unfair
Murder? Murder? Murder? Murder, unfair
Don't f*ck with me, I ain't gon' speak too many times
Yeah

This shit last warning
F*ck with me and you done
Yeah
I ain't tryna fucking play, I'm tryna open fire

Real
Murder? Murder? Murder? Murder
Murder? Murder? Murder? Murder

F*ck the opps, dead and alive just like I fucking said, bitch
Nine milli

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