Murda She Wrote - Cymphonique

I’m killin' em, I’m killin' em

Shoegame so sick, I’m killin' em

I’m killin' em, I’m killin' em

Designer everything, I’m killin' em

Hating behind my back yeah I’m

Talking to you

Already know you getting mad

When I’m walkin in the booth

The only reason you be hating

Is 'cause I’m telling the truth

Forget the stash spot a little

Put the weapon to use

Yeah and what’s the reason for

Hating a stash you callin' yourself 'gangsta gansta ain’t

Gon blast it

Pull the micout, be you all the

Haters gon show love

And they empty they pockets

Like dudes at the strip club

Some of these artist think they blazin' I don’t get it

'Cause I’m something like a Bentley Coupe you’re something like a civic

A pretty girl but G’D up with

The thugs

Got a house in LA but the south in my blood

Catch me on the stage

Catch me on the block

Make the game say ughh just like my pops

I be rollin' in the drop especially when it’s hot

It’s Louis and Versace from the bottom to the top (Nah)

I’m killin' em, I’m killin' em

Shoegame so sick, I’m killin' em

I’m killin' em, I’m killin' em

Designer everything, I’m killin' em

Murder she wrote

Murder she wrote

Murder she wrote

Murder she wrote

Got them haters mad, cause I’m young and hot

Turn they nose up when they see diamonds and the watch

A&R's don’t like me, they see me chambing to the top

They say the industry full, well

I done took my spot

My whole team comin' with me

I’m LeBron on the clutch

Trinidad James, all gold everything when I touch

Knock it off, you can’t compare me to them lames

While your chickens layin' eggs

I done murdered the game

Snapback so sick, call me new era

Panamera porsche, windows dark like mascara

I can’t tryna fall off like the last chick did

'Can't walk in these designer shoes 'cause ya’ll just kids

One thing on ya mind should be

Keepin' from gettin' locked up

Two, stop worrying 'bout me and get yo guap up

Three, four and five don’t be no hater

I body back them grand back stones: Oakland Raiders

I’m killin' em, I’m killin' em

Shoegame so sick, I’m killin' em

I’m killin' em, I’m killin' em

Designer everything, I’m killin' em

Murder she wrote

Murder she wrote

Murder she wrote

Murder she wrote

I just murdered this beat but I ain’t no rapper, I’m the first R&B Trapper

(Haha) I’m Just playing get my Mixtape PASSION