MMKK

(album: STUNNA 4 FILES - 2022)

Uh, murder murder, kill kill
Murder murder, kill kill
Murder murder, kill kill (Uh, uh)
(Fuck about that deal, I rap 'bout killing 'cause I still will)
Uh, uh
Murder murder, kill kill (Baow, baow)
Kill kill (And I got the Yayo)
Baow

Uh, murder murder, kill kill (Baow, baow)
Fuck about that deal, I rap 'bout killing 'cause I still will (Still'll kill)
Uh-huh, still handle business though, still plotting on 'em Ms still (Racks)
My lil' Virginia ho like fucking on 'em X pills (X pills)
Fuck nigga play with 4, he must be popping pressed pills (Fuck)

I'm smoking shh, he pressure (Gas)
I make a ho listen, Alexa (Thot, thot)
Yeah, bitch know I won't even text her (Ha)
Uh, nigga get stretched when we catch him (Come here)
No yap, we'll paint a opp white tee, ketchup (Gang)
This a SRT, they can't catch us (Vrrt)
I been one us, fuck is you made us? (Thot)
I dog the ho, won't call the ho
You probably hit her and stalked the ho (On God)
You probably hit her and scarred the ho (Fool)
Say she ain't never been in this car before (Uh-uh)
Uh-huh, she give her all to 4 (Come on)
I can pick a bitch like eeny, miny, moe (Yeah)
If it's up, nigga, fuck is you typing for? (Yeah, yeah)
We the ones puffing up all the smoke (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I stuff dead oppps in my Backwood, blunt so fat, shit look like a sage (Gas)
Every nigga with me strapped on stage (Fah, fah)
Might fuck up my kidneys, sip too much Qua' (Drank)
Bitch nigga play, he gon' dig his grave (Bitch)
I ain't even gon' play, I got too much pape' (On God)
Too many guns and too much BAPE
If I want, I can put this shit on every day (Put this shit on every day)

Uh, murder murder, kill kill (Kill)
Fuck about that deal, I rap 'bout killing 'cause I still will (Still'll kill)
Uh-huh, still handle business though, still plotting on 'em Ms still (Racks)
My lil' Virginia ho (X) like fucking on 'em X pills (X, X)
Fuck nigga play with 4, he must be popping pressed pills (Pressed pills)

Must be popping pressed pills
Must be sipping fake drank (Uh-huh), nigga, it'll get real (Fuck)
I still walk 'round with that steel steel (Fah), bitch, I'm a big pit' (Blatt)
All my opps know I'm a big deal (Blatt), no cap (Blatt), we popping real seals
I need them racks to appear, catch an opp, get him right outta here (Come on)
She eat the meat, it be hard to steer (Uh-huh), I won't go if I can't bring my rod in there (I won't go if I can't bring my fire in there)
We got more straps than the born here, I get 'em touched with a call, that's it (Uh-huh)
Hang out the car, then hit (Boom, boom, boom, boom), probably tryna find out what car he in (On God)

Uh, murder murder, kill kill (Murder murder)
Fuck about that deal (Murder murder), I rap 'bout killing 'cause I still will (Still will)
Uh-huh, still handle business though, still plotting on 'em Ms still (Still plotting a hundred Ms)
My lil' Virginia ho like fucking on 'em X pills (Like, "Wanna fuck on 'em X pills? ")
Fuck nigga play with 4, he must be popping pressed pills

He must be popping pressed pills
Must be sipping fake drank, nigga, it'll get real
I still walk 'round with that steel steel (Still walk 'round with that steel steel)
Murder murder, murder murder, kill kill (Murder murder, kill kill)
(And I got the Yayo)