murki Lyrics

(Go)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Go, go)

I'mma run these bands up

That's for certain

I ain't changing things

So why you think I'm a different person

No I'm not the Lord

So why would I give you mercy

I call my shooter "Lil Murki"

Cause he pop you, like a perky

Run these bands up

They gonna fall out my pocket

Run the cash up

Make a deposit

Making deposits

We send chrome bullets to your eye socket

You don't make bands so please

Just stop it

We can not talk if you do not make profit

She giving brain, brain, brain

College, she giving brain, brain

Brain, knowledge, get to the

Green, green, green, collards

Get to the cheese cheese

Cheese, cottage

Huh, beef I do not acknowledge

We send him up like a rocket

He going down, he flopping

Oh yeah, I told her "Take care"

After I hit from the front

And the derrière

I will stay with the smith

Like I'm from Bel Air

We gonna send that boy to the air

Say you making bands, boy where

This girl said she miss me

I don't care

You cannot afford the things I wear

You want all the smoke, it's over here

I'mma run these bands up

That's for certain

I ain't changing things

So why you think I'm a different person

No I'm not the Lord

So why would I give you mercy

I call my shooter "Lil Murki"

Cause he pop you, like a perky

Run these bands up

They gonna fall out my pocket

Run the cash up

Make a deposit

Making deposits

We send chrome bullets to your eye socket

You don't make bands so please

Just stop it

We can not talk if you do not make profit

I'm in outer space

I just took like two, three percs

Straight to the face

You can get put in your place

I'mma run the bands up

That's the only thing

I'm with my bae and we eating

Some good shrimp and some steak

You can get popped in your face

You get fried like Fish Filet

I got a stick on me man

So please do not play

If you play, you lay, yeah

If you play you lay

(Go)

(Yeah)

(Go)

(Go)

(Go)

(Go)

I'mma run these bands up

That's for certain

I ain't changing things (Bleh)

So why you think I'm a different person

No I'm not the Lord (No)

So why would I give you mercy

I call my shooter "Lil Murki"

Cause he pop you, like a perky

Run these bands up (Yeah)

They gonna fall out my pocket

Run the cash up

Make a deposit

Making deposits

We send chrome bullets to your eye socket

You don't make bands so please

Just stop it

We can not talk if you do not make profit

(Yeah)

(Go)