1-800-Bull - Murder lyrics

[Hook] Backwoods after backwoods that we roll Murder she wrote x2 Young n***a young n***a i'm so gone Murder she wrote x2 [Verse] I dash on these n***as it's a blast to the past on these n***as I roll backwoods don't f** with swishers kamikaze put twelve in your liver yea i'm that n***a I'm in your city I came threw to her crib for the quicky used to struggle with twenties and fifties now i'm rocking that Gucci and Fendi hoping you feel me Wait almost over i'm a lucky a** n***a no clover in the back of the room puffing doja chief keef sosa them Rari's and Rovers your reign is over She call papi in the back of the room getting sloppy wanna be me p**y boy you copy screaming little b**h get all up off me murder she wrote Yea murder she wrote yea murder she wrote woah murder she wrote yea yea [Bridge] Hell no b**h please don't touch my weed if you didn't put a f**ing single dime on it You f** with her she f** with me so a n***a not even gonna waste his time on it Time lapse to the time when i pa**ed you the shine and that n***a put all of his f**ing slime on it Roll one smoke one just past the blunt and put five on it Hell no b**h please don't touch my weed if you didn't put a f**ing single dime on it You f** with her she f** with me so a n***a not even gonna waste his time on it Time lapse to the time when i pa**ed you the shine and that n***a put all of his f**ing slime on it Roll one smoke one just past the blunt and put five on it [Hook] Backwoods after backwoods that we roll Murder she wrote x2 Young n***a young n***a i'm so gone Murder she wrote x2