KJ, what you got goin' on man?
Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap

I got a little bitch from the hood
I call her: Gang, she don't play with that bae shit
I be fuckin' this NBA nigga bitch
'Cause she know I ain't ever gon' say shit
New contract big like I play ball

Lil' boy, I ain't nothin' to play with
I told her: Pull up, she told me she can't
Her nigga be sharin' location
Yeah, I was ridin' in the Ghost with the ghost gun
Seen you out with your kids so you owe one
And my man in the can while you takin' out the trash

He pop with the MAC like don't run
Gave her a pill, they all get high, you ever had a foursome?
It's too much cash for me to hide, I had to give lil' bro some
I fuck her raw from time to time, I don't show no emotion

But when he died, he had them racks
He had to make a GoFund
I hang with the hitters who train the killers
Who send all the niggas on store runs
I got me a check and I bought me a 'Cat
And I went on the block and did donuts

I hang with all the murderers
I'm payin' all the lawyers for the murderers
I'm puttin' all my dice on the murderers
You don't wanna see me with the murderers, murderers

Yeah, Rolls-Royce, swervin', famous bitch curvin'
Seen you out in traffic, you was lookin' nervous
Ran it up on accident, then they thought it was on purpose
I know, for a fact, I'm blastin', man, I never get too worried
Hunnid racks in hunnids, stick like cursive, I been sellin' verses

One time I lied inside my song
I ain't gonna buy her no Birkin
Homicide on my mind when I slide
I ain't tryna see no hearses
He ain't even die by the gun
Took a fake pill, nigga died off Percs
Shawty look perfect (Perfect)

Pussy was worth it, go get her some purses
My diamonds be hittin' like we in a Versuz
We stickin' together, this shit in a cursive
I'm fuckin' with Durkio

I get like the jeweler with Baby, bought two anniversaries
Go to Atlanta to Copper Cove me (Brother)
Bad lil' bitches all over me

Way too ranked up, ain't no exposin' me (No way)
She wanna go to the mall (Let's get it)
Got up and went to the pop-up in Louis in SoHo and ordered it all
I'm in this bitch with The Voice and The Hero
These niggas is weirdos, ain't goin' this hard (No way)
I'm from the P, that's gang
All these niggas know me, I hang with

I hang with all the murderers
I'm payin' all the lawyers for the murderers
I'm puttin' all my dice on the murderers
You don't wanna see me with the murderers, murderers

Murderers
I hang with all the murderers
Murderers