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Trippie Redd - Murder Lyrics
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Jack with the mac

Pop out with my K, that's a murder (Yeah, gang, gang, gang)
Pop out with my K, that's a murder (Gang, gang, yeah)
Pop out with my K, and I'ma murk you (Yeah, huh)
1400 bitch (Yeah, uh)

What's a peasant to a king? (To a king)
I can see your reflection through my rings (Through my rings)
Your bitch all up on my dick, she want my thing (Want my thing)
Pop that pussy like a motherf*cking bean (Pop that pussy, bitch)
I bought this Activis lil' nigga need some lean
Your bitch giving me head while I'm rolling tree (Rolling trees)
A krilly, Life a breeze (Life a breeze)
Yeah f*cking on that bitch, I hit the beach (Hit the beach)
She ocean, ocean water splash up in her jeans (Up in her jeans)
I beat that pussy, now she walking crippling (Crippling)
She can't understand why she wobbling her knees (Wobbling her knees)
It's Big 14 and I can't give a bitch a thing (Give a bitch the thing)
She get to asking for cash I turn Japanese (Woo, woo)
Uh oh, I don't know (ay) what your saying
Uh, uh oh, got a whole lot of bacon (Bacon)
Uh oh pockets on extra caking
Talking f*ck shit, out your face you get a face lift (bap!)
Yeah (bap! Bap!), yeah (big shots) (bap!)

Pull up with my choppa, catch a murder (Catch a murder, aye)
Pop out with my K, and I'ma murk you (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Ay, pop out with my choppa, it's a murder (catch a motherf*ckin' body)
Ay, pop out with my K, and I'ma murk you, murk you, murk you (Aye, aye, aye, aye)

Ay, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
I don't got no time, I might have to catch M-U-R-D-E-R, murder
Yeah I might catch me a murder (a murder), yeah
Uh pussy boy I might murk ya (might murk ya)
Bang, uh, bang, uh, bang, yeah, bang, uh, bang, bang, bang, yeah
Uh yeah

Got Big 14 on when the boy rolling home
Yeah, swerving on them f*cking strong (f*cking strong)
Yeah, I ain't do nothing wrong (I ain't do nothing wrong)
Ay yeah catch a murder then I'm going home (going home)
Catch a murder then I'm phoning home (phoning home)
Not from your planet I ain't human
Not from your planet I ain't human
Yeah yeah yeah yeah I ain't Cupid (Cupid stupid)
I can't fall in love I'm not stupid (stupid)
Uh oh you my baby like Gerber (Gerber)
Uh oh I might catch a f*cking murder (murder)
Uh oh
Hm that shit hard
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Jack with the mac

Pop out with my K, that's a murder (Yeah, gang, gang, gang)
Pop out with my K, that's a murder (Gang, gang, yeah)
Pop out with my K, and I'ma murk you (Yeah, huh)
1400 bitch (Yeah, uh)

What's a peasant to a king? (To a king)
I can see your reflection through my rings (Through my rings)
Your bitch all up on my dick, she want my thing (Want my thing)
Pop that pussy like a motherf*cking bean (Pop that pussy, bitch)
I bought this Activis lil' nigga need some lean
Your bitch giving me head while I'm rolling tree (Rolling trees)
A krilly, Life a breeze (Life a breeze)
Yeah f*cking on that bitch, I hit the beach (Hit the beach)
She ocean, ocean water splash up in her jeans (Up in her jeans)
I beat that pussy, now she walking crippling (Crippling)
She can't understand why she wobbling her knees (Wobbling her knees)
It's Big 14 and I can't give a bitch a thing (Give a bitch the thing)
She get to asking for cash I turn Japanese (Woo, woo)
Uh oh, I don't know (ay) what your saying
Uh, uh oh, got a whole lot of bacon (Bacon)
Uh oh pockets on extra caking
Talking f*ck shit, out your face you get a face lift (bap!)
Yeah (bap! Bap!), yeah (big shots) (bap!)

Pull up with my choppa, catch a murder (Catch a murder, aye)
Pop out with my K, and I'ma murk you (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Ay, pop out with my choppa, it's a murder (catch a motherf*ckin' body)
Ay, pop out with my K, and I'ma murk you, murk you, murk you (Aye, aye, aye, aye)

Ay, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
I don't got no time, I might have to catch M-U-R-D-E-R, murder
Yeah I might catch me a murder (a murder), yeah
Uh pussy boy I might murk ya (might murk ya)
Bang, uh, bang, uh, bang, yeah, bang, uh, bang, bang, bang, yeah
Uh yeah

Got Big 14 on when the boy rolling home
Yeah, swerving on them f*cking strong (f*cking strong)
Yeah, I ain't do nothing wrong (I ain't do nothing wrong)
Ay yeah catch a murder then I'm going home (going home)
Catch a murder then I'm phoning home (phoning home)
Not from your planet I ain't human
Not from your planet I ain't human
Yeah yeah yeah yeah I ain't Cupid (Cupid stupid)
I can't fall in love I'm not stupid (stupid)
Uh oh you my baby like Gerber (Gerber)
Uh oh I might catch a f*cking murder (murder)
Uh oh
Hm that shit hard
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