SPLIT

 

I gotta split, split

She always gonna spit, spit

Sometimes she a good girl and swallow

But she ain't gonna follow

Yeah, I'm Murda

And you're done fo'

 

 

Well, nice to meet ya

I hope I don't beat ya

I carve y'all like pumpkins

Now, I know y'all have assumptions

I know I'm not the big man here

But at least I won't harm ya', so why fear?

I always keep a knife with me

I know it ain't classy

But I gotta protect my shawty

Cuz, she a hotty

But I may be a simp

Or maybe even a pimp

But I don't care

Just get out of my hair

And get back to your place

Just go with some haste

 

 

I gotta split, split

She always gonna spit, spit

Sometimes she a good girl and swallow

But she ain't gonna follow

Yeah, I'm Murda

And you're done fo'

 

 

I look up in the sky

Like I'm really high

Like I might be an elephant

Or maybe I am just irrelevant

Like I could just kick two cans

But not any toucans

Like, that would just upset PETA

Fly high like a griffin; Peter

 

 

I gotta split, split

She always gonna spit, spit

Sometimes she a good girl and swallow

But she ain't gonna follow

Yeah, I'm Murda

And you're done fo'

 

 

Now I know this a debut

But I would like to leave a message for you

In a few years I know I'll still be here

Maybe not big but I'll still appear

Like a cockroach

I won't be in sorrow

And I won't borrow

For real

 

 

I gotta split, split

She always gonna spit, spit

Sometimes she a good girl and swallow

But she ain't gonna follow

Yeah, I'm Murda

And you're done fo'