Yellow Tape (feat. 21 Savage)

It go Murda on the beats, boy

It go Murda on the beats, boy

Yeah it's murder on these streets, boy

Murdered the pussy, I'm a beast boy

And you a soldier, I'm a chief boy

Semi-auto with no recoil

Forgiatos, they on fleek boy

Twenty murders in a week boy

I'm from the murder capital, no sleep boy

I'm a rapper but I'm different, I ain't tryna say I'm tough

Keep that pistol every day and don't you ever call my bluff

I live my whole life criminal, keep talking to a minimal

My nigga catch a case, I'm fightin' it with them 'til they sentence 'em (real shit)

And it's still fuck the DA and the judge (real shit)

Biggest gangster, and ain't a Crip or a Blood (real shit)

Fuck a label when you got it out the mud (CMG the label)

All these sensitive ass rappers need hugs

I ain't grow up with you, I don't know you nigga

Quit hittin' my phone 'bout that verse, look I don't owe you, nigga

I ain't beefin' on no Twitter, I be go on a niggas

I'ma make you be a gangster, bring the ho out niggas

I'm bumpin' Slaughter Gang, 21, back when I was 21

Drive-bys, homicides, switching sides, you were done

How we in the shootout four deep and I'm the only one

With an empty drum, where I'm from that'll get you hung

Murder rate, murder rate

Was ducking the DA, now I'm at the VMAs (look at me)

Killin' shit, yellow tape (yellow tape)

They don't wanna see a nigga elevate (anyway)

They tryna really really trick me off the streets

They tryna give me a murder case

All these lil' fuck niggas irritate

Shoot one these niggas, don't hesitate

It go murder she wrote (21)

I'ma murder the dope (yeah)

Yeah I be killin' 'em

I'ma murder the kitchen (whip)

I'ma murder the chickens (murder)

Yeah I be killin' em

I got murder for a fee nigga (21)

Murder for the cheap nigga (21)

Catch you in Miami, gun you down on the beach nigga (facts)

Just 'cause I'm a rapper don't you ever think it's sweet nigga (yeah)

I was slangin' choppers 'fore I ever rapped on beats nigga

Fox 5 gang, bitch boy that's what I claim (21)

Rappers scared to hang around me 'cause they know they lame (God)

Beat a double homicide before I bought a chain (nah for real)

I went and bought a Bentley truck, I did not buy a Range (21)

You put a ring around that bitch, she known for giving brain (stupid)

Never had security, ain't a nigga touch my chain (on God)

I keep a Glock forty, one on top, and that's on God (gang)

Since I was a youngin', OG's told me I got heart (gang)

Yeah I got hard ho, pull your card ho, yeah yeah

Red light shots make you park ho, yeah yeah

Stamped and approved, this ain't no 'flauge ho, yeah ho

You niggas talk too much, you act like broads ho (you act like bitches)

It go Murda on the beats, boy

Yeah it's murder on these streets, boy

Twenty murders in a week boy (well damn)

I'm from the murder capital, no sleep boy

It go murder she wrote (21)

I'ma murder the dope (yeah)

Yeah I be killin' 'em

I'ma murder the kitchen (whip)

I'ma murder the chickens (murder)

Yeah I be killin' em

It go Murda on the beats, boy

Yeah it's murder on these streets, boy

Murdered the pussy, I'm a beast boy

And you a soldier, I'm a chief boy