Released: October 28, 2014
Featuring: Lil Durk
Songwriter: Lil Durk Young Chop
Producer: Young Chop
[Intro: Lil Durk]
Blah blah blah
Let's get it (squad)
Shout out to my team man
L's
[Hook: Lil Durk]
I won't be the victim, all my niggas killin'
We gon' turn up on you whoever wit em'
Throw your sets up, please don't forget
We the murder team
Murder team, murder team x2
War with the set gon' get you whacked
Ain't no sneak dissin' comin' where you at
Ain't no talkin' bro, bangin' with the Tec
It's a murder scene
Murder team, murder team
We the murder team, murder team
[Verse: Lil Durk]
Call, what the Mac gon' say Nae
Doin' that got the police wanna trace names
Free bro and that lil boy got great aim
Roll with us over Twitter and Facetime
Never again nigga pussy don't shoot
He forfeit bro into a nigga, police all on the case
First 48, shorty wait
Shorty jam while I'm talkin' to the state
He get out Imma take him to another state
ATL, NYC, MIA or LA, even the Bay (even the Bay)
Outta all the alphabets I want that K (why)
Chop him down, murder team, not a sound
Police come, I'm not around
I ain't here, I'm outta town
Grab the Tec, I'm outta bounds
Don't get hit with these underground snitches
Don't fuck wit em', I really don't fuck wit em'
And I really don't trust niggas
Got my team, so I'm really sayin', "fuck niggas"
So fuck niggas
I peep him, I got it, I'm on him
I'm tweakin' for thinkin' he post
Green, bling, or red whatever, I'm on him
Homicide clean him up with his moments
Let's get it!
[Hook]
Blah blah blah
Let's get it (squad)
Shout out to my team man
L's
[Hook: Lil Durk]
I won't be the victim, all my niggas killin'
We gon' turn up on you whoever wit em'
Throw your sets up, please don't forget
We the murder team
Murder team, murder team x2
War with the set gon' get you whacked
Ain't no sneak dissin' comin' where you at
Ain't no talkin' bro, bangin' with the Tec
It's a murder scene
Murder team, murder team
We the murder team, murder team
[Verse: Lil Durk]
Call, what the Mac gon' say Nae
Doin' that got the police wanna trace names
Free bro and that lil boy got great aim
Roll with us over Twitter and Facetime
Never again nigga pussy don't shoot
He forfeit bro into a nigga, police all on the case
First 48, shorty wait
Shorty jam while I'm talkin' to the state
He get out Imma take him to another state
ATL, NYC, MIA or LA, even the Bay (even the Bay)
Outta all the alphabets I want that K (why)
Chop him down, murder team, not a sound
Police come, I'm not around
I ain't here, I'm outta town
Grab the Tec, I'm outta bounds
Don't get hit with these underground snitches
Don't fuck wit em', I really don't fuck wit em'
And I really don't trust niggas
Got my team, so I'm really sayin', "fuck niggas"
So fuck niggas
I peep him, I got it, I'm on him
I'm tweakin' for thinkin' he post
Green, bling, or red whatever, I'm on him
Homicide clean him up with his moments
Let's get it!
[Hook]