Murda Lyrics - Kid Ink

1 I got a piece, for all the drama

2 Walking around like I'm president Obama

3 Yeah you see me with the team, deeper than the secret service

4 Drop-drop-drop it down baby girl, you know it's worth it

5 Heard you looking for the shit, go get some tissue

6 Let's pay some bills, pockets fatter than a Swisha

7 It's Rocketshipshawty bout to drop another missile

8 Put this bottle to your lips baby girl and french kiss it

9 You ain't innocent at all, it's fucking murder

10 Pull up, more shots in the burner, nah

11 All I see is ass, prolly looking so perverted

12 Getting money is the crime, baby guilty is the verdict

13 (We up)

14 Get higher (Get high)

15 Get higher (Get high)

16 Get higher (Get high)

17 Get higher (Get high)

18 You ain't innocent at all

19 It's, it's fucking murder

20 Shots in the burner

21 More shots in the burner

22 You ain't innocent at all

23 It's, it's fucking murder

24 Shots in the burner

25 More shots in the burner

26 The king had a dream, I think I'm living

27 They say they're sour cause they're riding in the limit

28 Heads to the sky, it ain't a limit

29 But you gotta about a minute girl, to make up a decision

30 Is you rocking with the team, or the opposition?

31 Put you in the game, just gotta play your position

32 See you the baddest here, ain't gotta hold a petition

33 Playing with your straw, I've been staring at you sipping

34 You ain't innocent at all, it's fucking murder

35 Turn up, more shots in the burner

36 Saying that you're straight as an arrow, I can turn you

37 Baby ain't nobody flyer, I know you can feel the turbulence

38 (We up)

39 Get higher (Get high)

40 Get higher (Get high)

41 Get higher (Get high)

42 Get higher (Get high)

43 You ain't innocent at all

44 It's, it's fucking murder

45 Shots in the burner

46 More shots in the burner

47 No angels allowed

48 Baby you ain't innocent, caught up in that whirlwind

49 Molly in the evening, girls kissing girls, and

50 I ain't here to judge at all, tryna get my twirl in

51 Benefits of fucking with 'em, shitting on your girlfriends

52 Woo! The party girls run the night, baby

53 Hah, cause boring bitches ain't my type, ladies

54 Mix it up, I'm in the French vanilla white lady

55 And got rich selling all this ice ice baby

56 Murda, murda, shots coming from everywhere

57 Glow in the dark, Don P's flowing heavy here (Yugh!)

58 Another movie in the making

59 Starring all these bitches, on these couches half naked

60 (Push)

61 Let 'em hate, let 'em hate, let 'em hate, let 'em hate

62 Let 'em hate, let 'em hate, let 'em hate, let 'em hate

63 Let 'em hate, let 'em hate, let 'em hate, let 'em hate

64 Let 'em hate, let 'em hate, let 'em hate