Murder Rate

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Slatt, slime
R.I.P. Fredo Santana
Fly high
Turn up, slime ball

[Chorus]
Murder rate (Woo, woo, woo)
Young nigga up that murder rate (Murder, murder, murder)
Yeah, yeah, up the murder rate (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Young nigga up the murder rate (Brrrt, brrrt)
Keed talk to 'em, yeah
Glock on me, boy, don't tweak (That Glock)
That Glock on me, boy, don't tweak (That slime)
That slime with me, boy, don't tweak (Them bats)
Them bats on me, lil' boy, don't tweak (Don't tweak)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo), yeah, yeah
Up the murder rate
Murder, murder, murder (Turn up, slime ball), yeah

[Verse 1]
Lil' boy, don't tweak, that Glock on me (Brrrt, brrtt)
Talm' 'bout slime, you know they eat (Slatt)
Just know they slatt, you know they creep (Slatt)
We never hide, we right on Bleveland (Uh)
Yeah, we right on Bleveland (Bleveland)
Shootin' for no reason (Brrrt, brrtt)
Yeah, shootin' for no reason (Brrrt, brrtt)
Dick on the Glock, we squeezin' (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I stay on they mind so they drop a dime (Dime)
We hit up they spine, we get them in line, yeah (Pussy)
We get them in line, you know I ain't lying (Pussy)
Yeah, we up the murder rate (Murder rate)
Ain't worried 'bout no murder case (Uh, uh)
Catch a nigga walkin' late night and blow his face away (Damn, damn)
That Draco get to poppin', left a nigga in a bloody lake (That Draco)
Draco get to poppin', move the trap into another place (That Draco)
Another place, young nigga take your life away (Life away)
Life away (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Murder rate (Woo, woo, woo)
Young nigga up that murder rate (Murder, murder, murder)
Yeah, yeah, up the murder rate (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Young nigga up the murder rate (Brrrt, brrrt)
Keed talk to 'em, yeah
Glock on me, boy, don't tweak (That Glock)
That Glock on me, boy, don't tweak (That slime)
That slime with me, boy, don't tweak (Them bats)
Them bats on me, lil' boy, don't tweak (Don't tweak)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo), yeah, yeah
Up the murder rate
Murder, murder, murder (Turn up, slime ball), yeah

[Verse 2]
Lil' boy, don't move, it's a stick up (Stick up)
Lil' boy, don't move, get hit up (Hit up)
The shooter gon' shoot like a free throw (Brrrt)
The shooter gon' hit at your people (Brrrt, brrrt)
I don't fuck around with them lying hoes (Uh)
I don't fuck around with them lying folks (Uh, uh)
I heard you the nigga that blind folks (What?)
I heard you the nigga that blind folks
Yeah, yeah, stick, stick (Stick)
Window poppin' for them bricks (Yeah)
Got no car door 'cause his bitch (Yeah, yeah)
Now he layin' in a ditch (Damn, damn)
Yeah, you know how we play (Play)
Glock on my waist, you know we get paid (Slime)
Give fuck 'bout no ho, you know I don't chase (Uh)
Just watch what you say, them snakes into place (Watch what you say)
Got them snakes into place (Place)
Givin' free smoke, ain't talkin' no vape (Woo)
We pull your card, you crack like a vase (Woo, woo)
Boy, you a ho, see it all in your face (Face)
Think you can hide, but, boy, you ain't safe (Uh)
You think you can hide, but, boy, you ain't safe (You ain't safe)
Slatt (Know the snake, nigga)

[Chorus]
Murder rate (Woo, woo, woo)
Young nigga up that murder rate (Murder, murder, murder)
Yeah, yeah, up the murder rate (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Young nigga up the murder rate (Brrrt, brrrt)
Keed talk to 'em, yeah
Glock on me, boy, don't tweak (That Glock)
That Glock on me, boy, don't tweak (That slime)
That slime with me, boy, don't tweak (Them bats)
Them bats on me, lil' boy, don't tweak (Don't tweak)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo), yeah, yeah
Up the murder rate
Murder, murder, murder