Juice WRLD - Murder Rate Freestyle 2 Lyrics

      

Murder Rate Freestyle 2
by Juice WRLD

Verse
Yeah, I'm finna kill me a track
You run up on me, I'ma shoot, ? ruger, my gun on my lap
I'ma ball on that ho, boy, you know what we at
Bitch, I'm off of the MAC, I be high, I be stumblin' off of the flat
Boy, you know where my MAC at
If I catch you, I kill you
That choppa on me when I walk in the building
All of these niggas ain't shit but some bitches
I know it 'cause all of these niggas be trippin'
I'm on my way to Rolling Loud
Just so I could turn up the crowd
Run up on me, I'ma gun ya down
Best believe, you are my son, wow
Yeah, hot like the sun, wow
Locked up, bars, Akon, pow
Hit a nigga with a AK, pow-pow
Niggas stand up just to get a man down
Stand up guy even when I sit down
Run this shit then, nigga, I'm the shit now
I'm a damn king, need a god damn crown
I'm the best nigga, ? when I go around
Talkin' that shit out thе back of them
Shootin' them shots out the Accura
All of my niggas aim accuratе, plus I be passionate
All of these niggas ain't shit
Opportunities, they passin'
I don't give a fuck, nigga, I'm 'bout that action
Down to catch a fuck nigga lacking
Up in traffic, pull up in a four door black tint
Funny nigga totin' on a MAC-10, let a nigga have it
All I do is reek havoc
All of my niggas, they savage
New automatics, I catch 'em down, gon smoke 'em
If I don't got a gun, I smack 'em, that's just how it happen
Yeah, huh, get back, you will get hit like a pimp named Slick Back
Huh, break a bitch off with the dick quick, like I'm flickin' out kit-kats