Know I be wylin', but I see my balance
No, it ain't drugs, I'm just high off your love
Girl, you send me off
Yeah, girl, you send me off, yeah
I ran through the racks, I ain't goin' back
When I'm deep in your walls, girl, you send me off
Yeah, I might risk it all
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
If I hear 'em talkin' down on your name
Then I'm pullin' up and firin' away
Baby, I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
And it don't matter if you're far away
Just bang my line and I'm on the way
You know I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
Man down, oh-whoa, man down, oh-whoa
Man down, man down
I ran through the racks, I ain't goin' back
When I'm deep in your walls, girl, you send me off
Yeah, I might risk it all
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
If I hear 'em talkin' down on your name
Then I'm pullin' up and firin' away
Baby, I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
And it don't matter if you're far away
Just bang my line and I'm on the way
You know I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
Trippie Redd - 1st Degree Murder Lyrics
Trippie Redd - 1st Degree Murder Lyrics
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Know I be wylin', but I see my balance
No, it ain't drugs, I'm just high off your love
Girl, you send me off
Yeah, girl, you send me off, yeah
I ran through the racks, I ain't goin' back
When I'm deep in your walls, girl, you send me off
Yeah, I might risk it all
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
If I hear 'em talkin' down on your name
Then I'm pullin' up and firin' away
Baby, I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
And it don't matter if you're far away
Just bang my line and I'm on the way
You know I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
Man down, oh-whoa, man down, oh-whoa
Man down, man down
I ran through the racks, I ain't goin' back
When I'm deep in your walls, girl, you send me off
Yeah, I might risk it all
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
If I hear 'em talkin' down on your name
Then I'm pullin' up and firin' away
Baby, I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
And it don't matter if you're far away
Just bang my line and I'm on the way
You know I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
No, it ain't drugs, I'm just high off your love
Girl, you send me off
Yeah, girl, you send me off, yeah
I ran through the racks, I ain't goin' back
When I'm deep in your walls, girl, you send me off
Yeah, I might risk it all
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
If I hear 'em talkin' down on your name
Then I'm pullin' up and firin' away
Baby, I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
And it don't matter if you're far away
Just bang my line and I'm on the way
You know I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
Man down, oh-whoa, man down, oh-whoa
Man down, man down
I ran through the racks, I ain't goin' back
When I'm deep in your walls, girl, you send me off
Yeah, I might risk it all
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
If I hear 'em talkin' down on your name
Then I'm pullin' up and firin' away
Baby, I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
And it don't matter if you're far away
Just bang my line and I'm on the way
You know I don't play 'bout you and me
It's gon' be murder in the first degree
Writer: Michael Lamar White II, Igor Mamet, Jarom Su'a, Angel Lopez, Brian Lee, Malachi Kalen Cohen
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Performed By: Trippie Redd
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Michael Lamar White II, Igor Mamet, Jarom Su'a, Angel Lopez, Brian Lee, Malachi Kalen Cohen