Night Lovell — MURDER RATE
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OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit (Okay, okay, okay, okay)
OT shit, OT shit (Okay, okay, okay, okay, yeah, ayy)
Want my bread, I got plenty so they want me dead
I’m the best, all these niggas tryna break my neck (My neck)
As I said, you might find your bitch inside my bed (‘Side my bed, bitch)
I won’t rest ’til these niggas fill my brain with lead (Lead, yeah)
As I prance, I like showing all my diamonds dance
Peep my stance, all you pussies tryna catch a glance (Catch a glance, bitch)
She said, «What you sipping on? I want some in my glass» (In my glass, bitch)
Sorry, baby, I can’t share this if you got no ass (Got no ass, bitch)
It’s cool, if you hate me, bitch (Hate me, bitch)
Got you crying like a motherfucking baby, bitch (Like a baby, bitch)
How the fuck you thought you was gon’ be my lady, bitch? (My lady, bitch)
If you talking ’bout you tryna have a baby, bitch (Have a baby, bitch)
I ain’t a fool, you can’t play me, bitch
Want my digits, you gon’ have to fucking pay me, bitch (Pay me, bitch)
Now she tryna tell me that she want a fucking pic
Only take a pic if shawty down to suck some dick
Most you niggas acting like you kinda scared of me (I ain’t pussy)
Got you shaking ’cause you never got ahead of me (Ahead of me)
All the shit ain’t really what it all appear to be (All appeared)
Stop the talking, pussy, all you niggas mini me’s
Your baby texting me like, «Can you book a telly please?»
I don’t hesitate to give you all these luxuries (All these luxuries)
Got these niggas talking and these bitches on they knees (On they knees, bitch)
Want you motherfuckers off my dick, pretty please, yeah I say
Yo, say word, it’s you, fam
Yo, I’ve been looking for you everywhere
Tell me how it’s a been a crazy couple years since you dropped the album or whatever
But, yo, it’s time for you to regain your throne, mans are acting soft and silly out here fam
OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit