Lil Wop – Murder Rate lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, aye, aye

[Hook]
I ain’t fearing shit, nigga, I can die today
I just popped a perc and I went to a better place (gone)
Wopster, I ain’t friendly, get the fuck up out my face
I don’t trust nobody, I just bought another K (it’s Wop)
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, aye
Chopper eat his face, send him up to heaven’s gates, aye
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, aye
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, aye

[Verse]
I raise the murder rate, put a nigga on a plate, yeah
Nigga better run and hide, nigga better run in place, aye (lil whore)
Lil Wopster a slime, take your shit right in your face, (bitch) aye
I stay with my nine, let this bitch blow in broad day, aye
Bitch ain’t with the shits, you ain’t never hit a lick (lil bitch)
Ask your favourite rapper ‘bout me, probably fucked his bitch (lil whore)
Lil Wopster a demon, I do drugs and I go skitz
Tote a AK47, you can see straight through my Ricks (Owens)
Wopster don’t exist, I’m a shadow in the mist, (lil bitch)
Bitch I shop at Saks Fifth and I’m trapping out the Ritz (Carlton)
Raf Simons my kicks, I bought Raf Simons for my bitch (my bitch)
All I drink is blood, yeah, that Wockhardt what I sip, aye


[Hook]
I ain’t fearing shit, nigga, I can die today (lil whore)
I just popped a perc and I went to a better place (I’m gone)
Wopster, I ain’t friendly, get the fuck up out my face (lil bitch)
I don’t trust nobody, I just bought another K, aye
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, aye
Chopper eat his face, send him up to heaven’s gates, aye
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, aye
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, yeah