Murder's All She Wrote (feat. Wavy.G)

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King Koleman

4:09

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Damn you good bro
Mm I don’t know bruh
My head been hurting since I woke up this morning
I took some medicine and shit but
I feel like I’m
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Like like
Like I’m a mean lean damn machine
Dishing out the smoke
Green beams on them things
Aimed straight at ya throat
Wheels scream we trampoline
And bounce out with the 4
Sweet dreams when triggers sing
Cause murders all she wrote ugh
When I went to bed I was normal but
I woke up and now I’m an animal
A ware wolf just slaughtering beats and shit
Can someone please pass me the antidote
I’m moving big weight through the night so yeah
They saying that I got that Santa flow
Don’t f*ck with no birds I don’t tweeta tweet
What the f*ck did you at me foe
You don’t want smoke this shit here ain’t no joke uh
It get in yo system take you out the solar
No covid but bitch I’m the 1 with the 9
And I’m sick with the shit like some fucking ebola
Clothes never wrinkled but walk with iron
Streets is so cold sometimes I gotta fye it
Act like a goof boy I’ll pop off ya roof
And tell blues clues and steve
There are no clues to find
Yeah I stay with the fire ain’t with
satin
But bitch we gone slide like the temptations
Put twerk on the 9 now the bitch shaking
Use two hands behind incase it break me
Pull out and I buss
Dick out be ripping through guts
Ain’t no blindfold on her mouth
But some shit on the end that’ll make sure she hush
Screw that shit off and say ooo
Ghost her she covered in goo
I’m cold with it should be a teacher
Sign in and watch me f*ck yo bitch on zoom
I’m a witch I got this magic broom
Shoot it it’ll play you some tunes
Naw this ain’t me something’s wrong
Nigga help what the f*ck do I do
I feel like I’m
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I feel like I’m
Like like
Like I’m a mean lean damn machine
Dishing out the smoke
Green beams on them things
Aimed straight at ya throat
Wheels scream we trampoline
And bounce out with the 4
Sweet dreams when triggers sing
Cause murders all she wrote ugh
I really feel I’m the g
I really feel that Im he
I need that gas I’m on E
My partna be moving the green
Dabble in lean
I really feel like a feign
I move a P in Va
Make me a play
Then I slide out to the A
Get me a call on the phone
Gotta go home
Koleman need me on a song
Roll me a blunt then I’m on
Won’t take me long
I cop the neck from my jawn
I love when Her nigga not home
She love that I’m long
She sucking meat to this song
Sad that I carry a 9
Right in my spine
I’m always down for a crime
Why do these niggas be lying
Capping on phones
No wonder they dying
It’s money in pots
Don’t touch the stove
It’s hot
Know how to break down a knot
Slimy like snot
My bullets big like a rock
Shawty need D
I’m a lock
She calling me pops
I stuff the racks in a cot
I shoot a opp like a cop
I feel that I’m hot
Niggas be begging me stop
I do this shit for the props
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Like like
I feel like I’m
I feel like I’m
I feel like I’m
Like like
I feel like I’m
I feel like I’m
I feel like I’m
Like like
Like I’m a mean lean damn machine
Dishing out the smoke
Green beams on them things
Aimed straight at ya throat
Wheels scream we trampoline
And bounce out with the 4
Sweet dreams when triggers sing
Cause murders all she wrote ugh

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