(Verse)
Murphy dirty, you know I’m about the rappin
Even if I didn’t steal get your girl to business.
I don’t love them, no, see, I don’t trust a nigger.
I’m satisfied and I offer ladies freaky on.
They be like “Murphy marshal, take us to a show or something”
I pull up to the red box and tell her pick a couple.
Damn, I thought that she was rich
Hell, no, that’s the reason that you’re with this.
All I get is Netflix, not even a text,
Matter of fact I’m blow with you, I’m off into the next
Fucking on the text is only smoke a bit
Light up, watch her back up on its own like a Lexus
Mama say I’m flexing in myself so I invest in
I know I’m rude but I’m still mocking on our bestfriend
I got a problem, mommy, don’t get kush in
If you’re broke I don’t talk about no, we don’t love ‘em.