Kendrick Lamar - gnx

Ayy, on the dead ones
We'll treat an enemigo like some bread crumbs
All of my killers on go, like, who said somethin'?
Redrum, all I think about when I see heads comе
Do my dance, hit the chop when I see opps go
Lеt 'em claim it, we the ones who really pop, bro
Don't televise it, we the ones who lettin' chops blow
Opps know, let 'em piss him off and it's a flop show
Murder man, singin' murder music off a murder van
Beat the pussy up like I been celibate and I murder sound
Who is him? One and only shotta, known as murder man
Catch you doin' dirty, it's no other way but murder plans
I broke her heart and you the type to go and fix it
Don't wanna speak if you ain't talkin' 'bout no ticket
I'm bougie with it, but I might just let you kiss it
Hit that block with diamonds on me, you could tell 'em Peysoh did it