Azealia Banks - Murda She Wrote lyrics

[Refrain] Murder, murder, m-m murder murder That's what she wrote [Verse 1] Harlem little diva Cruise the streets in the Ghost I got the bu*ter leather seats Bonita's grippin' the toast Imma squeeze it like a kegel ni**as pussy for sure [Refrain] Murder, murder, m-m murder murder That's what she wrote Everyday these ni**as fu*king with me, think I'm a joke 'Til Chiquita pull banana clips up out the cloak Imma bust these ni**as top off like a bottle of Moet [Refrain] Murder, murder, m-m murder murder That's what she wrote Chickens cluckin', ni**as duckin' These ni**as don't want that smoke Papi chulo got them kilos Them kilos up in the boat La Femme Nikita, got the Eagle The leather blue Murder, murder, m-m murder murder, that's what she wrote ni**as be b*tches but don't got no b*tches as vicious How you lovin' these ni**as? Suspicious with feminine wristses What's the interest with ni**as With pendants with diamonds up in them? [?] stuntin' them gimmicks ni**as be faking that image [Refrain] Murder, murder, m-m murder murder That's what she wrote Got these ni**as, ni**as fu*king tr*nnies up in the low Talking money but when you asking they gotta go ni**as think it's funny, but I see that they switchin' codes Y'all ni**as b*tches, y'all shimmer just like some pearls I could tell y'all ni**as b*tches, y'all tryna be like them girls I can see these ni**as pussy they wet up in-in they curl [?] Check the records I been that girl Got the heat up on the fever Feel the flames see the smoke From the ashes like a phoenix Watch me rise I'm the pope You little ashy b*tches gassed up but can't fu*k with the G.O.A.T Throw up my strikes like some Adidas I battle demons I'm Xena with the sword I slice these ni**as Chicago Deep Dish, and eat them Grind these ni**as into sausage, they pepperoni. chorizo Jeffrey Dahmer wit' your comma I feed you back to your momma Murder, that's what she wrote ni**a su*k a dick ni**a, choke ni**a