UOENO
• Written by Murder
Uh, I got killers right now and you don't even know it
AK in my closet, you don't even know it
Kendrick is pleading for help and you don't even know it
Had to flap my wings and take off, you didn't even know it
Bitch I come through with that fucking chopper
Chop your topper like a helicopter
I'll fuck up and then come back like a teleprompter
Any bitch that wanna get signed, contact me like I got bad eyes
My bad ass bitch just come over, give her wine (whine) and she cries
I got the largest RAP in the RAP game, I ain't talkin' bout bars nigga
I hit yo ass with that Reaper train, you get a trip to mars nigga
Anybody that want a battle, tell 'em I got guns the size of children
And if your little sister want to rock my boat, i'm fishin'.... hahaha
Y'all thought I was gone nigga? You know y'all I ain't no Kendrick, nigga
AK all at your neck, you may need a scarf nigga
I make this bitch deep throat me like barf nigga, barf nigga
I'm so fly i'm on autopilot.. i'm so fly i'm on cloud nine
Everytime I walk in a room they get goosebumps like R.L Stine
Tell these nigga's they can't touch me, I got the hardest punchlines
Everybody wants to tick me off like a clock running out of time
My speakers bumpin' my bass boosted like fish in a ghetto cruiser
They get jealous 'cause im the chosen one, tell em they all can't be choosers
I sip that lean and doze off, you can hear me snoozin'
Hop on my beat and fail desperately
Don't mess with me I got guns B
and not them little small guns that gram showed
I'm talkin' bout big ones like Rick Ross clothes
hahaha
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Murder
Member since June 6 2014