Catch A Murder-Lil Kee

[Intro] I love you brother [Chorus] You wanna catch a murder Put on both of yo’ gloves throw on yo mask I know this ain’t the first one I don’t care if this shit take 20 years but they gone die for certain Put on yo’ murder suit, throw back a addy you should feel like Hercule Man I think that nigga died on purpose Hope yo’ plug put fentanyl in yo’ drugs and then you die off perkies I’m in the club with it on me Percs taking all my homies This right here for real killers drug dealers only [Verse 1] I been in my feelings Fucking different bitches with children She ask me did I want to switch but really I ain’t even care I went home got me a switch and put that bitch on there myself Got me listening Durk like whenever it went left I had my momma there Young nigga get some money You stay out the streets, keep you a heat them niggas ain’t yo homie Boy I won’t go for nothing I don’t give a fuck if you the president I hop out clutching You better keep it on you I don’t give a fuck if that bitch on you, you die with it on you (Nah for real) This shit ain’t no movie This shit ain’t no rap beef so think ‘bout what you doing Folk ran down the verse I wrote a letter to myself, you catch him lacking, he Earth I told my nigga we get rich we just gone purge Ran through a hundred bitches give ‘em all to the birds [Chorus] You wanna catch a murder Put on both of yo’ gloves throw on yo mask I know this ain’t the first one I don’t care if this shit take 20 years but they gone die for certain Put on yo’ murder suit, throw back a addy you should feel like Hercule Man I think that nigga died on purpose Hope yo’ plug put fentanyl in yo’ drugs and then you die off perkies I’m in the club with it on me Percs taking all my homies This right here for real killers drug dealers only [Verse 2] What you gone do yo’ self? And who gone shoot you? Which one gone go and do that time like they ain’t got nothing to lose? Keep my head high like God the only man I fear It probably be better if I had everyone here I dont know nigga All I need this Glock and this AR, I got my pole with me I come from the slums where you find more and more and more hittas Big draco, I’m different I put a .223 in Amiri’s I pour a 4 in a sprite and pop me a half a Addy I promise it help out yo’ kidney Bitch had hit my phone like “Can you serve me?” That shit iffy Got some shit that don’t stop shooting and it hold more than 50 Lil hoe which one you say you need, this Glock can smoke them bitches I ain’t got no precision Innocent lil’ children Nigga almost shot my lil’ one Almost been a year since big bro died I still don’t feel nothin’ 50 mil’ up I won't forget we still gone kill somethin’ [Chorus] You wanna catch a murder Put on both of yo’ gloves throw on yo mask I know this ain’t the first one I don’t care if this shit take 20 years but they gone die for certain Put on yo’ murder suit, throw back a addy you should feel like Hercule Man I think that nigga died on purpose Hope yo’ plug put fentanyl in yo’ drugs and then you die off perkies I’m in the club with it on me Percs taking all my homies This right here for real killers drug dealers only