Murder Skool Letra - Pooh Shiesty

Blrrrd (Damn, FlemDawg), ayy, blrrrd, blrrrd, uh, blrrrd

Big 7.62's

Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd

(Pablo, you crazy for this one)

Ayy, ayy, let's go

'Fore I thought I was a gangster, had to go through murder school (I went through murder school)

Change your name, that boy my son (my kid), you never used 7.62's

I can't rap about you in my songs (No), don't know what you would do

We capital F-O-X 1-3, everybody put somethin' on the news

We be F-O-X 1-3 (Yup), everybody put shit on the news

Just one on me, I grab my ski, just watch my back every time I move (Every time they 'bout to move)

Think he gon' run away, this fully auto flip him out his shoes (I flip somethin' 'round his shoes)

Been knowin' him since y'all was little, boy, ain't no pass, you gettin' it too

Big Backwoods of my own strain (Blrrrd), I keep rollin' up dead dudes (Yup)

Menace to society, promote violence, always first to shoot

Trey Day died on the way to me, just no way that shit was true

Doin' this shit for him and Tee D, that's while I'm stylin' in the booth

And in this mode, don't even blink, keep my eye open when I shoot

You really don't gotta say shit, why you get locked and tell the truth?

I take care all the members that's locked and don't nobody else come through

.40 stick under my Glock (Blrrrd), Gen5, everything new

Been nothin' but trouble since a child, now I'm makin' my mama proud

How I'ma beef with niggas rolling mid? I'm booked for Rolling Loud

I brought the MG from the Benz, hop out on you with the trey pound

And I could show you how to rob (Blrrrd), first move, make everybody get down

Let somebody try to reach (Boom), I make sure everybody get fired (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Almost lost my life like ninety times, three of 'em, I really died

Got so much faith in this glizzy, the only bitch ain't never lied (I never lied)

I act like gettin' rich ain't no blessing, I be still tryna go slide, blrrrd

'Fore I thought I was a gangster, had to go through murder school (I went through murder school)

Change your name, that boy my son (my kid), you never used 7.62's

I can't rap about you in my songs (No), don't know what you would do

We capital F-O-X 1-3, everybody put somethin' on the news

We be F-O-X 1-3 (Yup), everybody put shit on the news

Just one on me, I grab my ski, just watch my back every time I move (Every time they 'bout to move)

Think he gon' run away, this fully auto flip him out his shoes (I flip somethin' 'out his shoes)

Been knowin' him since y'all was little, boy, ain't no pass, you gettin' it too

Gon' get your ass, blrrrd, ayy, Big Blrrrd, blrrrd

Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd

Keep all that just like that

Fox 13 News gang, new clip gang

Get you a article, nigga, Big Blrrrd

Put that shit on that news channel, new channel with this switch

No, can't mix them bitches with switches

And I'm thuggin' in switches, ain't no fuckin', ain't switchin', blrrrd

And I know fifty, no duckin' these .50's, all these switches on these glizzies