Murder
Leather Cords

[Verse 1: Joey Purp]
Badmon
When you see me what you have to do
Bow down, real prince
Thems the purple dude
Respect
Big tech and I pull it too
Tough shot, nine pop and I get at you

[Verse 2: Kami]
Man down, man down
What your partner do?
Young n***a, young n***a
Where your posse crew
Hoes with us
Yall n***as not winners
Them are gold diggers
Dig gold
Go figure n***a

[Verse 3: Joey]
Nine shooter, nine shooter
Roll with your crew
Batty boy, batty boy
And your family too
Pussyhole
Menstruate when I aim at you
With tall chopper, Shaq shot, number 32
Rude boy, rude gal
Dirty rhythm now
Parachute, find the boat, find the river now
Corduroy, clock your boot, khaki suit now
Don Dada
Tough gang, army unit now
[Verse 4: Kami]
Bread winner, bread winners
Bread winner, money sandwiches
Cheese, bread, and lettuce
Let us all get it
We got it you better catch up with us
Chi Town gorilla n***a
Ride with us
Dirt road, 4-wheelers on big dubs
My n***a, my n***a
Got love for ya
Ball with you, die with you
On call n***a
Fuck with me, fuck with me n***a, fuck with me
Fuck with me, fuck with me shorty
Fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me n***a
Fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me shorty
Fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me n***a

[Verse 5: Kami & (Joey)]
Its a party my n***a pour up
Thats a big cup make a n***a grow up
What your set is
Don't matter, all love
That's always, yes sir, yes sir
(Uh smoke something)
([?] sip with a n***a)
(Ride clean)
(Peel off, get with a n***a)
(Who you know)
(What they saying what they selling to you)
(Fuck you mean)
(Where you been)
(I ain't fucking with you)
[Outro: Kami]
Damn, I make them go crazy
I say damn
I make them go love me
Damn, I make them go crazy
Damn, I make them go love me