Six
(No More Heroes, they ain't ready for this new shit we got comin')
Ain't a dagger in this bitch
(Hey Rolo)
I been dancing with that stick (woo, woo)
This that murda man dance (brr)
This my murda man dance (bop, oh, bop, bop)
This my [A]murda man dance (sheesh)
I was [Am7]posted with the Glock out
The opps pull up and [Bm]we gon' ɾock out (oh oh)
Whip out the dick I got [Fm7]my [A]cock out (cock out)
Draco hitting hard knock his socks off (bang that nigga)
I'm Mike Tyson [C7]with that Glock I'll pop a nigga in his chin
Make it thump with that pump I make splinters out of shins
What you [A7put up on [C7]his head, I just added about ten
Baptize a bitch in bullets tɾyna cleanse him of his sins
Hundred soldiers in the city tɾyna serve that's a 10-4 (yeah yeah)
Creeping through yo bushes with a Drac', so I tip toe (yeah yeah)
Hollows at his chest so if he miss he know limbo (yeah yeah)
Make em [A]lean back with that MAC call [Em]him Fat Joe (lean back)
Big ol' stepper
Murder ɾapper
Make a nigga bleed I don't know no better
I been catching felonies
Turn him to [C7]a memory
40-Glocks and [Bm]223s put him underneath like [F]a seat
I been dancing with that stick
This that murda man dance (brr)
This my [A]murda man dance (bop, oh, bop, bop)
This my [A]murda man dance (sheesh)
I was [Am7]posted with the Glock out
The opps pull up and [Bm]we gon' ɾock out (oh oh)
Whip out the dick I got [Fm7]my [A]cock out (cock out)(six)
Draco hitting hard knock his socks off (gang, six, ha)
When a opp drop I do the murda man dance
Off-White jeans Glock tucked in my [A]pants (grrah)
I just fucked this bitch she was [Am7]my [A]number one fan (hahaha)
When I don't got [Fm7]no Percs I just boot up off the Xan (Xanny)
Flexin' like [F]a wrestler put yo ass stɾaight on [C7]a stɾetcher (rrah)
Clutching on [C7]my [A]Glock getting head in a Tesla
Ain't worried 'bout the opps them [A]boys lighter than a feather (no cap)
Put yo brother in a wood that boy zaza that boy pressure (gas)
Tats all [Em]on [C7]my [A]body kicking shit just like [F]karate (karate)
My shooter coming sober he don't need no fucking molly (no)
Did his murda man dance when he caught that fucking body (rrah)
And my [A]diamonds dancing like [F]the fucking Jabbawockeez (no cap)
I been dancing with that stick
This that murda man dance (brr)
This my [A]murda man dance (bop, oh, bop, bop)
This my [A]murda man dance (sheesh)
I was [Am7]posted with the Glock out
The opps pull up and [Bm]we gon' ɾock out (oh oh)
Whip out the dick I got [Fm7]my [A]cock out (cock out)
Draco hitting hard knock his socks off (bang that nigga)