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Lil Durk

Computer Murderers (Bonus Track)

 

Computer Murderers (Bonus Track)

(album: 7220 - 2022)


No auto, grrah
Smurk, yeah
(TouchofTrent be wilding with it)

Check on your mans, I heard he got hit in his head (Hello?)
But he almost died so I can say his name 'cause he ain't dead (Wooski)
How you let a nigga vouch for you who just got out the feds?
Sneaking pics by Von mural-like lil' bro won't come out and spin (Grrah, grrah)
He ain't heard of so he ain't count, I still'll give him ten (Still'll give him ten)
I got hoes I call my sisters, fucking opps, them hoes dead (Bitch)
I don't let 'em play with Varney, I'm still waiting on my chance (On Moe, on Pluto)
If Varney say a nigga dead then the nigga dead (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Lil' bro you can hop in here, this bitch a hot car (It's a hot car)
They like, "Bro, it's Nuk," nah, it's Smurk, nigga (Fah, fah, fah)
You can't play no games, you play with other niggas, nah, nah (Nah, nah, nah)
You ain't from my block if you ain't know Tayski, Budda and Chop (Man, what?)

Yeah, yeah (Mhm, mhm)
Pass my pills, nigga
Finna act crazy in this bitch, hold on (And that bitch go, "Fah, fah, fah")
Watch this, ayy, watch this

Bro 'nem in that Track', they doing ninety down the schools zone (Skrrt)
Mama say I'm tripping, I'm with my niggas like a group home
Ain't get 'em mad, I'm tryna rob 'em, call my boo phone
Bitch, I'm from the trenches, you gotta fuck me to my new song (Yeah, yeah)
Mmm, I don't mention dead opps (Yeah, yeah)
If he really did it, he ain't gon' say it 'cause the feds hot (Yeah, yeah)
Bro, I told your ass, I want his head, I don't want no leg shot
Breakfast time, they get on niggas early, want them eggs hot
Headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here)
Headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here)
Uh-uh, headshot (Bop-bop), headshot, headshot (Come here)
Headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here), headshot, (Come here)
Headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here)
Come here!
Speed off, hold on, bro, I think he still breathing
Lamp on niggas late night, she think I'm still cheating (Skrrt)
Headshot for every block (Bop), we still grieving (Bop-bop)
You wasn't around when he died, your bitch ass still cheating (Pussy)
Headshot, headshot (Pussy ass), headshot, headshot, headshot
(Ain't stunting none of y'all pussy ass)
Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
(Ain't stunting none of y'all pussy ass)
Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
(Ain't stunting none of y'all pussy ass)
Y'all can have the internet (Headshot, headshot, headshot)
Ain't stunting none of y'all pussy ass
Y'all can have the internet (Headshot, headshot, headshot)

done

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