Hit the club, with bad bitches

Stack of hundreds, bunch of fifties

Super clean, fa'sho get 'em

Hit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda bizness

I kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

My outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

Iggy, do it Biggie, tell 'em keep sending bottles, I'mma pop fifty

These other bitches think they hot?

Not really

She a broke ho, that's how you know she not with me

Keep my heels on high, ride or die

760Li, ridin' fly

I'm the God's honest truth, they decide to lie

They just divide they legs, I divide the pie

And nah, nah, nah, nobody digging ya'll hoes

When Iggy in the spot, they be iggin' ya'll hoes

I'm cold, get in that thang

Kill bitches dead, click clack bang bang it's the murda bizness

Hit the club, with bad bitches

Stack of hundreds, bunch of fifties

Super clean, fa'sho get 'em

Hit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda bizness

I kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

My outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

Peezy, we got them queazy, give these hoes a hard time, make it look easy

I'm the first of my kind, you ain't seen any

We gonna eat this bread cause we make plenty

Stacks piled high, let the hundreds fly

You ain't gotta do a shit but stay broke and die

While I keep making hits with these coca lines

Shit, I'm IMAX big, you poster size

And nah, nah, nah, they ain't feeling y'all hoes

If you was on fire, wouldn't piss on y'all hoes

I'm cold, get in that thang

Kill bitches dead, click clack bang bang it's the murda bizness

Hit the club, with bad bitches

Stack of hundreds, bunch of fifties

Super clean, fa'sho get 'em

Hit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda bizness

I kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

My outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

Outfit perfect, hit the scene, hurt shit

In the 9/11, I 187 murk shit

Holocaust, genocide, kill their ego and their pride

Cremating the hating, it's a murda in the making

I'm taking all shine off top

Buying all bottles from the bar, let's pop...

Champagne, if them niggas die of thirst, man we'll buy a hearse

When the light hit the chain all you see is fireworks

I mute niggas turnt up all the way

Shoot nigga with the swag, Doc Holliday

I'm steady blowing loud, broke niggas ain't allowed

Click clack bang bang pow pow, it's the murda bizness

Hit the club, with bad bitches

Stack of hundreds, bunch of fifties

Super clean, fa'sho get 'em

Hit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda bizness

I kill pride, I hurt feelings, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

My outfit? It murk bitches, click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness