Murda Lyrics - My Own Lane - Kid Ink

I got a piece, for all the drama 

Walking around like president Obama 

Yeah you see me with the team, deeper than the secret service 

Drop-drop-drop it down baby girl, you know it's worth it 

Heard you looking for the shit, go get some tissue 

Let's pay some bills, pockets fatter than a Swisha 

It's Rocketship Shawty bout to drop another missile 

Put this bottle to your lips baby girl and french kiss it 

You ain't innocent at al, it's fucking murder 

Pull up, more shots in the burner, nah 

All I see is ass, prolly looking so perverted 

Getting money is the crime, baby guilty is the verdict 

(We up) 

Get higher (Get high) 

Get higher (Get high) 

Get higher (Get high) 

Get higher (Get high) 

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You ain't innocent at all 

It's, it's fucking murder 

Shots in the burner 

More shots in the burner 

The king had a dream, I think im living 

They say they're sour cause they're riding in the limit 

Heads to the sky, it ain't a limit 

But you gotta about a minute girl, to make up a decision 

Is you rocking with the team, or the opposition? 

Put you in the game, just gotta play your position 

See you the baddest here, ain't gotta hold a petition 

Playing with your straw, I've been staring at you sipping 

You ain't innocent at all, it's fucking murder 

Turn up, more shots in the burner 

Saying that you're straight as an arrow, I can turn you 

Baby ain't nobody flyer, I know you can feel the turbulance 

(We up) 

Photos 

No angels allowed 

Baby you ain't innocent, caught up in that world and 

Molly in the evening, girls kissing girls, and 

I ain't here to judge at all, tryna get my twirl in 

Benefits of fucking with 'em, shitting on your girlfriends 

Woo! The party girls run the night, baby 

Hah, cause boring bitches ain't my type, ladies 

Mix it up, I'm in the French vanilla white lady 

And got rich selling all this ice ice baby 

Murda, murda, shots coming from everywhere 

Glow in the dark, Don P's flowing heavy here (YUGH!) 

Another movie in the making 

Starring all these bitches, on these couches half naked 

(Push) 

(Let em hate 15x)