Kid Ink - Murda lyrics

rate me

Get higher, baby

Get higher, baby

Get higher, baby

Got a piece for all the drama

Walking ‘round like the president Obama

Yeah, you see me with a team, deeper than the Secret Service

Drop it down, baby girl, you know it’s worth it

Heard you looking for the shit, go get some tissue

Let’s pay some bills, pockets fatter than a swisher

It’s like the ship shorty bout to drop another missile

Put this bottle to your lips, baby girl, and French kiss it

You ain’t innocent at all, it’s fucking murder

Pour up, more shots in the burner

All I see is ass, probably looking so perverted

Getting money is the crime, baby, guilty is the verdict

We up

Higher, get higher, baby

Higher, get higher, baby

Higher, get higher, baby

Higher, get higher, baby

You ain’t innocent at all, it’s fucking murder

Pour shots in the burner, pour shots in the burner

You ain’t innocent at all, it’s fucking murder

Pour shots in the burner, pour shots in the burner

The king had a dream, I think I’m living it

They say they sour ‘cause they riding in a limit

Head to the sky, it ain’t a limit

But you got about a minute, girl, don’t make a bad decision

Is you rocking with the team or the opposition?

Put you in the game, just gotta play your position

See you the baddest here, ain’t gotta hold a petition

Playing with your straw, I’ve been starring at you sipping

You ain’t innocent at all, it’s fucking murder

Turn up, more shots in the burner

Saying that you straight as a arrow, I can turn you

Baby, ain’t nobody flyer, round here you can feel the turbulence

Higher, get higher, baby

Higher, get higher, baby

Higher, get higher, baby

Higher, get higher, baby

You ain’t innocent at all, it’s fucking murder

Pour shots in the burner, pour shots in the burner

You ain’t innocent at all, it’s fucking murder

Pour shots in the burner, pour shots in the burner

No, no angels allowed

Baby, you ain’t innocent, caught up in that whirl

And molly in the evening, girls kissing girls

And I ain’t here to judge it all, tryna get my twirl in

Benefits of fucking with him, shitting on your girlfriends

The party girls run at night, baby

‘Cause boring bitches ain’t my type, ladies

Mix it up, I’m in the freeze, vanilla white lady

And got rich selling all this ice, ice baby

Murder, murder, shots coming from everywhere

Glow in the dark, them keys flowing heavy here

Yeah, another movie in the making

Starring all these bitches on these couches half naked

Push