Murder Multiplicity

[Verse One] Be that nigga, been that nigga, In 3010 that nigga Still gon be on top and steady jockin all you bitch ass niggas Swagger off the rip that nigga Hotter than them grits that nigga Al green got attacked with Lets get ratchet off this 5th that nigga Neva eva been a ho Do not plan on startin soon Since fo andre and arden, covent garden playin’ harvest moon Used to live on covey court Used to hit on chubby whores Now I’m more mature, sluts galore Should be cuffing yours Pockets on espinaca Mami debes ven aca If that pussy tighter than penny and lacienaga Call a nigga wizard Kelly Rollin (Rowland) like that bitch from destiny’s Down the interstate In tints and paint that’s sweeter than mrs freshley's My bitch a betty I’m mister rubble, you mi-ser-a-ble Just give her dick till she drip in puddles no kiss and cuddle Throw it then reel it back Soldiers and villains clap You know my throne’s still intact cause no one’s as real as (censored) [Chorus] Bumpin’, Alpine in my Alpine, its bout time That I show you niggas that I surely ain’t the one Now you starin at the barrel of a loaded fuckin’ gun I could, outline how to outgrind and outshine First you give em hell and then you steal they fuckin’ soul, gotta let these niggas know Its for real and not for, show [Verse 2] Known as gorilla, K-O-N is just my alias Smokin’ that killa but callin it Jodi arias Crazy hits, no babysits Roger that, haley smith No time for habeas, hatin’ niggas get 86ed And for my state I’m a patriot on some brady shit Reppin’ the H where the dames be thick as the drank we sip And ain’t no patience for niggas sayin they doin thangs Fuck out my way don’t the space of the rulin’ kang St(e)aked my claim, I’m A1 Hit you with this ray gun (nigga you know that shit don’t exist) well bitch! I made one Hit yo chick like hey hun You can call me day-run Fuck that shit that they run We be on marathons Prolly watchin’ fooly cooly My niggas unruly-ruly One time for my guidos cause they know I be that moolie-moolie Groupies like I'm Rudy ho that's Ray Moore, I got way more Hold on just a minute, you'll be given what you came for Rippa blunt I’m regis philbin Fuck the world my semen’s spillin I ain’t one direction But my presence leads to screamin children Fuck what you feelin I’m killin it till the day I’m gone I’m out the building, keep trillin and hit me later on [Chorus] Bumpin’, Alpine in my Alpine, its bout time That I show you niggas that I surely ain’t the one Now you starin at the barrel of a loaded fuckin’ gun I could, outline how to outgrind and outshine First you give em hell and then you steal they fuckin’ soul, gotta let these niggas know Its for real and not for, show