Roddy Ricch, Fivio Foreign - ​murda one lyrics

(Woah, Kenny)

Murder one, murder one
I think I invented this shit from the hood
But they call me phenomenal one
I was in Miami, took her out to Tootsie's
Put some dick on her tongue
Oh lord, this 'cause she know
That I'm the one, one, one
Murder one, murder one
So I put a body kit on a Rover
She ain't even gotta ask
She wanna shoot the shit like a soldier
'cause she know I got the cash
Brand new designer, gotta pull off thе tag
Hoppin' out the private
Gotta pull off the bag

I'm thе shit, huh live this lifestyle
I get paid to talk my shit
This ain't entertainment, nigga
We got the sticks
What set is you claim 'cause
The opps got hit, huh
Dr miami, come now, I gotta go get the strap
New tit's i spent a quarter mil' last year
Rollin' the big dawg appeal, huh
And the plug gave me a bad
Baby, had to play Dr phil, huh
Rushin' a hundred yards, fuck a quarter back
I gotta get me a mil'
And you hate 'cause you knowin' I'm better
Water wet, should've wore an umbrella

Murder one, murder one
I think I invented this shit from the hood
But they call me phenomenal one
I was in Miami, took her out to Tootsie's
Put some dick on her tongue
Oh lord, this 'cause she know
That I'm the one, one, one
Murder one, murder one
So I put a body kit on a Rover
She ain't even gotta ask
She wanna shoot the shit like a soldier
'cause she know I got the cash (Uh, uh)
Brand new designer, gotta pull off the tag
Hoppin' out the private
Gotta pull off the bag

Murders (Murders)
I keep a shooter at my service (Baow)
I don't like beefin' with Gerbers
He probably tell, he makin' me nervous (Uh)
I don't wanna meet in the middle (Nah)
Huh, let's keep it official (yeah)
You tryna get lit off of me
Go and mention my name in your song
'cause you need me to diss you
Stop runnin' 'cause I need 'em to hit you
Ain't give me nothin' when I needed a nickel
You niggas could die for not
Keepin' it with you if I ain't call you
Then I needed the mission (Baow)
This shit is bussin' (This shit is bussin')
This shit a bustdown, look
(This shit a bustdown, look)
If he catch a body then make it home safe
And then throw it away, it's a touchdown, uh
(Baow)

Murder one, murder one
I think I invented this shit from the hood
But they call me phenomenal one
I was in Miami, took her out to Tootsie's
Put some dick on her tongue
Oh lord, this 'cause she know
That I'm the one, one, one
Murder one, murder one
So I put a body kit on a Rover
She ain't even gotta ask
She wanna shoot the shit like a soldier
'cause she know I got the cash
Brand new designer, gotta pull off the tag
Hoppin' out the private
Gotta pull off the bag