[Verse 1: Crimewave]
There's a murder in the streets everyday
Yung Bitch just tryna get paid
There's a murder in the streets everyday
I snatch a chain, I'm just tryna get paid
Know the murder in the streets any day
Touch my kin, and I'ma let it all spray
Hitting licks, and fucking chicks until the grave
Catch me riding with the nines pouring eighths
Sip the syrup, goth bitch dropping neck
Traffic ho up selling pussy, grab the check
Cash me out, what she doing with her bread?
My wallet full, she feeling empty in my bed

[Chorus: Crimewave]
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday

[Verse 2: Original God]
Tryna fuck with me? Bitch, I'll leave you brain-dead
Night, night, I'ma put you in that unclosed deathbed
I could care less if you know me or not
Pussy wet while I'm knee-deep drowned in this thot
Rahh, I have no emotions
I'm a psychopathic piece of shit
I might burn out cities 'cause I'm always tryna keep 'em lit
I already killed myself, I already died
Where's the fucking gun, huh?
Where's the fucking knife?
[Verse 3: Joule$]
Cut two eyes out, all I needed was my third
Substance all up in my mind, but I keep it strictly Perc'
Don't get hurt tryna know more than you told
When you old, you can tell 'em that you sold the only gold you ever owned
Petty souls, let me go
I'm just tryin' to ascend
Tryin' to remember where this all began
I just ran with it, never lookin' back
Look inside the bag, there's a book and a mag
Incase I gotta snap, SnapChat from the trap
Make some tracks on the Mac
Gas all in the backwood, ass all on my tan wood
Damn good pussy out the damn hood
Baby twerkin' on me 'til I passed out on the man's couch
Never seen a damn drought
For years, I been pants down
Gettin' top from bitches, that's the fans now
Can't drown
Sittin' like Poseidon, where's my damn crown?
Fat crowd, let 'em know the gas loud
Blowing clouds of gas smoke
Shawty wanna dance now

[Verse 4: Yung Bitch]
Somebody please help me
Everyday I wanna die
If you try to run up on me
Then your life be on the line
What you even gonna try?
You must really wanna die
You gon' end up on the news
I'ma make yo' mama cry
I don't need a fucking script
I just need to use my fists
Shoot that pussy boy up
Leave his body in a ditch
See a n***a getting pissed
I'ma make this shit quick
Pull up on yo' fucking block
Take yo' soul and then I dip, ayy
[Outro: Crimewave]
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday
There's a murder in the streets everyday
We gon' take your fuckin' life with a blade
Who coulda killed him?