YNW Melly, Fredo Bang, Petho Burr - Murk Sum lyrics

A hundred K, remain solid do you want smoke?
We want all the smoke

I see the demon in your eye
You tryna murder something
The lil' bitty bitch
You be fucking and sucking on
Dick for them hunnids
I hop out the coupe and shoot out the
Coupe until lil' bitch get to running
Dick in her stomach, she running, huh
Dick in her stomach, she vomit
Told the lil' bitch if she
Play with the clique
Then the SK hold a whole hunnid
Told the lil' bitch if she
Play with the clique
Then my hollow tip run through his stomach
Told that lil' bitch if he fuck with my
Niggas I swear we gonna pull up with
Huh? Bah dick in her stomach, she running


(Hey, hey nigga)
Dick in her stomach, she vomit, huh

No balls but he get buried
Don't do no scary (Rrah)
I aim at his tooth just like a fairy
The partner that you love
Turn him into a paul berry (Fuck that)
Don't like to fuck no virgin but
I will come pop your cherry
(Facts facts facts)
Was understood, don't need to beast
Slime you know I'm coming
(Know I'm coming) finger fuck the Glock
She gon bust shit like she cumming
(She cumming) caught him behind the store
Like lit bitch why the fuck you running?
(Fuck you running?)
Even though your soul is mine
You might as well come give it to me
(Let's go) pull up with cutta's we
Spray at your brothers (Facts, facts)
Two Dracos that's a hunnid (Rrah)
Show me how you dub 'em
I don't fuck around, i kill a nigga mother
(Facts, facts, facts)
Hit the block with the place of (Uh)
Like a bitch nigga face-off (Kill ya)
He want smoke, we can face off
I'm a kill the whole city call me Adolf
(No cap, bah)

I see the demon in your eye
You tryna murder something
The lil' bitty bitch
You be fucking and sucking on
Dick for them hunnids
I hop out the coupe and shoot out the
Coupe until lil' bitch get to running
Dick in her stomach, she running, huh
Dick in her stomach, she vomit
Told the lil' bitch if she
Play with the clique
Then the SK hold a whole hunnid
Told the lil' bitch if she
Play with the clique
Then my hollow tip run through his stomach
Told that lil' bitch if he fuck with my
Niggas I swear we gonna pull up with, huh?
Dick in her stomach, she running
Dick in her stomach, she vomit, huh

Put 'em in the coupe, hanging out the roof
Shooting at the opps yeah (Boom, boom)
Pulling out, wasn't for me
You ain't never there
(You ain't never there)
Just me and Melly crazy fucking your bitch
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
My 1800 block, smoking on that loud pack
And nigga tryna shoot his video
But I ain't havin' that
(I ain't havin' that)
But fucking nigga did it any way
We had to handle that (Doo doo, doo doo)
Talkin' like Batman, no one lurking
(Lurking)
The windows tinted (Windows tinted)
We still scoping (We scoping)
Shotgun P (Shotgun P)
That nigga hopping out (Hopping out)
What yo' lease? That cost a G (Cost a G)
Cuban link (Cuban link)
Pinky ring (Pinky ring)
Bling-bling (Bling-bling)

I see the demon in your eye
You tryna murder something
The lil' bitty bitch
You be fucking and sucking on
Dick for them hunnids
I hop out the coupe and shoot out the
Coupe until lil' bitch get to running
Dick in her stomach, she running, huh
Dick in her stomach, she vomit
Told the lil' bitch if she
Play with the clique
Then the SK hold a whole hunnid
Told the lil' bitch if she
Play with the clique
Then my hollow tip run through his stomach
Told that lil' bitch if he fuck with my
Niggas I swear we gonna pull up with
Huh? Bah dick in her stomach, she running
Dick in her stomach, she vomit, huh

Catch a body, catch a murder, I ain't guilty
I was shooting for a reason
And I promise that
Hold on wait, kidnap the dad
And where the mama at?
Fuck the camera, fuck the deer
Where the llama at?
Fuck your bitch (Brra) , yeah bombaclart
I ain't really really from Jamaica
I ain't really really really from Jamaica
I'm on 1800 block blowing aches
With that see-through
30 clips with John Wicks
With that see through clip
I'm with John Wicks
Niggas talking on the book
But they ain't on shit
I be really going crazy on the air though

I see the demon in your eye
You tryna murder something
The lil' bitty bitch
You be fucking and sucking on
Dick for them hunnids
I hop out the coupe and shoot out the
Coupe until lil' bitch get to running
Dick in her stomach, she running, huh
Dick in her stomach, she vomit
Told the lil' bitch if she
Play with the clique
Then the SK hold a whole hunnid
Told the lil' bitch if she
Play with the clique
Then my hollow tip run through his stomach
Told that lil' bitch if he fuck with my
Niggas I swear we gonna pull up with
Huh? Bah dick in her stomach, she running
Dick in her stomach, she vomit, huh