Lyrics Murder Mitten.lrc BabyTron
[id: pshxadgc]
[ar: BabyTron]
[al: MegaTron 2]
[ti: Murder Mitten]
[length: 02:49]
[00:01.15](It’s a Wayne beat)
[00:05.01](Ooh, it’s BlueStrip, baby)
[00:08.73](Elijah, not another one)
[00:12.52]
[00:16.86]When it’s skit time, only talk through them codewords
[00:19.16]It hit different when you go and do your homework
[00:21.05]Dab of Quagen on the leaf so it slow burn
[00:22.90]Cameras walk me to the stage like I’m Goldberg
[00:25.06]Shooter pop out with a lil’ pump like he SmokePurpp
[00:27.10]It’s a lot of shit that hurt, but I swear bein’ broke worse
[00:29.19]They’ll see you get it out the mud, still’ll throw dirt
[00:31.46]Like that won’t work, hey, hey
[00:33.48]When it’s time, make sure I’m layin’ in a rose gold hearse
[00:35.37]Plenty fish up in the sea, I tell a ho go surf
[00:37.42]I don’t do the so-sos, put it on the floor first
[00:39.42]Trigger finger itchy, switchy glitchy make the pole twerk
[00:41.87]First day of school fresh
[00:42.96]Blood money, but we thumbin’ through some blue checks
[00:44.94]Slammin’ work, but I ain’t hit it with a suplex
[00:46.96]Unless it fit around your head, go buy a new vest
[00:49.01]Hitman like, “Who next?”
[00:50.06]You the type to turn to Big Meech around the hoes
[00:52.18]Spent six weeks tourin’, traveled ’round the globe
[00:54.06]Tryna face a whole pound, finna battle with the ‘bow
[00:56.35]I just copped a new crib, you see that castle down the road?
[00:58.33]Bitch, I don’t count days, I make days count
[01:00.64]If I let you read the book, you’d try to rip a page out
[01:02.40]Campin’ on they block, eatin’ Mortons, that’s a steak-out
[01:04.88]Allergic to it, ’round the fake, I’ma break out
[01:06.64]I’ll put you on a side quest, not the main route
[01:08.89]You be shy, not me I’m callin’ names out
[01:10.93]You be scared, not me, I’m blowin’ brains out
[01:13.08]All I see is SIs, someone throw his chain out
[01:15.11]The ARP GSP with the takedowns
[01:17.26]All that talk, you said what? Put the pape’ down
[01:19.55]We can bet, I feel good like I’m James Brown
[01:21.46]All that cap talk wouldn’t slide at a playground
[01:23.32]Ain’t no fights, we’ll swing through with K rounds
[01:25.65]Touchdown, change towns, come up, stay down
[01:27.63]Walkin’ in the store 3AM with my chains out
[01:29.62]Middle of the night, sippin’ blood with my fangs out
[01:31.94]Might be sunny, it might snow, it might rain out
[01:34.00]This the Murder Mitten, wouldn’t know unless I came out
[01:36.10]Little windows on the ‘Rari make it hard to aim out
[01:38.11]Gettin’ fitted for a grill up in Johnny Dang house
[01:40.02]Right now, I got the torch and you can’t put the flame out
[01:42.03]Try somethin’, get horsed, you can’t put the gang out
[01:44.39]Unless I’m payin’ with some hundreds, what’s the change ’bout?
[01:46.58]High-speed in front of polices, throw them thangs out
[01:48.67]I’m just bein’ me, ain’t take the safe route
[01:50.35]I ain’t take the lame route, ain’t take the gangbang route
[01:52.30]Shit, let Tay-K out, them boys faked they route
[01:54.43]Side hoes hit the telly, this my main thing house
[01:56.44]Paid bail and made it back on my same day out
[01:58.66]Free my unky and them boys, let the chain gang out
[02:00.79]One, shout out to my son, shit, I paved they route
[02:02.78]Shout out to the old-heads, youngins made they drought
[02:04.80]When it really goes down, they don’t stay, they out
[02:07.09]When we slide down, you gon’ hear, “Mayday, baow”
[02:09.26]Said they married to the game, but ain’t say they vows
[02:11.14]Wasn’t with me from the jump, now they say they proud
[02:14.00]Funny how that work, ain’t it?
[02:15.49]Shit, I’m lookin’ in the mirror, it’s your turn, ain’t it? Huh
[02:17.63]Like it’s fifty for a verse, ain’t it?
[02:19.70]Seein’ what we doin’ and you can’t, that’s the worst ain’t it? Huh
[02:21.47]Said you’d have it on the first, it’s the third, ain’t it?
[02:23.29]Swervin’ ’round in the whip, that’s the curb, ain’t it?
[02:24.57]Havin’ zero motion to your name, that’s a curse, ain’t it?
[02:25.79]You a cornball, shit, that’s the term, ain’t it?
[02:27.04]Out my mind, palms itchin’, that’s the Percs, ain’t it?
[02:28.20]Fuck a first-name basis, hoes bird brainin’
[02:29.51]All that playin’, we’ll have you up in church prayin’
[02:30.79]Rat-ass bitch, probably fuck around and burn Satan
[02:32.11]Throw a rock this way, we gon’ worst way him
[02:33.32]Fill his circle up with lead like we surveyin’
[02:34.90]Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
[02:35.63]Year of Release: 2023