Chetta, Scrim - Murder He Wrote lyrics

Road, windows frozen
Riding low, low, low, sitting on low, low
Low (Slicky)
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay you did good, Slick

Woah hit the road, windows frozen, I'm ghost
(I'm ghost, yeah)
Overdose, do the most when I pour
(when I pour)
Murder he wrote, wrote full of that dope
Dope (full of dope, dope, dope)
Get smoked, smoked, eye through the scope
Scope (through the scope, scope)
Riding low, low, sitting on low pro
(on low pro) they holla woah woah when I
Hit the north shore (the north shore)
In my zone, zone eyes on the po, po
(on the po, po)
Savage modе, mode Lil Cut Throat, throat
(Cut Throat)

Yeah you know I'm riding with my head up high
Anothеr day they tryna take my pride
Step aside, let me fortify
Aye, bust they head, with the forty-five
Hot drop, drop top, top drop
Bullets dropping 'cause they hot
Slicky empty out the clip
You see these cuts on my wrist
Life a bitch, knife slit
God damn, I can't lie, I'm fucking sick
Purple got me feeling funny
Blood money, fifty thousand dollar diamonds
I ain't bust out yet
Creeping, you can't see me
Ducking in the corner
Paint wet, with that choppa on my lap
That's a bet (yeah, yeah)

Hit the road, windows frozen, I'm ghost
(gho-gho-ghost)
Overdose, do the most when I pour
(pour, pour, pour)
Murder he wrote, wrote full of that dope
Dope (full of dope, dope, dope)
Get smoked, smoked, eye through the scope
Scope (scope, scope)
Riding low, low, sitting on low pro
(low pro-pro) they holla woah woah when I
Hit the north shore (po, po, po)
In my zone, zone eyes on the po, po
(on the po, po)
Savage mode, mode Lil Cut Throat, throat

Break me down to pieces, you
Know all my rights, yeah
I could never change up
Never switch my side, yeah
Split a couple Xans till we feel alright
Yeah smoking out the pound, oh
That's they feature price, yeah
When I die, bury me where they don't go
Pull up cold on the scene with my eyes low
Savage mode, Cut Throat, let 'em know
(let 'em know) let 'em know - I
Want that motherfucking smoke, smoke
I been outchea getting throwed
On the Northside
Family changing, people dying
But it's alright
Money coming, money going, that's the
Life right? right, right, right
Always sipping on my problems
Need some Hi Tech
Wipe your tears in your eyes
You can't break that
Keep it real, keep it a Hundo
You ain't 'bout that say lil bro "I got you
'til my fucking life black"

Hit the road, windows frozen, I'm ghost
(I'm ghost, yeah)
Overdose, do the most when I pour
(when I pour)
Murder he wrote, wrote full of that dope
Dope (full of dope, dope, dope)
Get smoked, smoked, eye through the scope
Scope (through the scope, scope)
Riding low, low, sitting on low pro
(on low pro) they holla woah woah when I
Hit the north shore (hit the north shore)
In my zone, zone eyes on the po, po
(on the po, po)
Savage mode, mode Lil Cut Throat, throat
(Cut Throat)
Yeah you know I'm riding with my head up high
Another day they tryna take my pride
Step aside, let me fortify
Aye, bust they head, with the forty-five