Me see di whole world ah dance (two-two-twin)
Me see di whole world ah song (yeah)
Sta-di-woii, two-two-twin
GS9, busy clean, feel Shiloh, one blood family
Sta-di-oh, yeah
(Jahlil Beats, holla at me)

Me see di whole world ah dance
Me see di whole world ah sing
Shmurda dance ah mash up Yaad and foreign
Me see di whole world ah dance
Di whole world ah sing
Shmurda dance ah mash up Yaad and foreign
Dem ah do it inna Bronx, Queens, inna Brooklyn
Shmurda dance ah mash up Yaad and foreign
Dem ah do it inna Europe, Japan and ting
Shmurda dance ah mash up Yaad and foreign
This ah murda, woii
Junior Reid and Bobby Shmurda, woii
This ah one ah murda, woii
Junior Reid and Bobby Shmurda, woii
Two-two-twin
This is why we hot, gangsta nuh play
One blood me seh, nuh bodda come inna mi way
This is why we hot, gangsta nuh play (ah Shmurda, Shmurda)
Shmurda dance ah mash up, Miami, L.A
Murda, woii (certain tings dem haffi murda)
Junior Reid and Bobby Shmurda, woii
This 'ya dance ah take it further, woii
Junior Reid and Bobby Shmurda, woii
Two-two-twin

Shmurda
Dem-dem fi know seh man a real killer (baow)
Diss, diss di set, me shot inna yuh face, nigga (bah)
Broad daylight, yo, me got di grave digger
Say a word, blood ah run like Dunn's River (ah)
X-x-x Got di choppa, mek it clap (rrah)
Niggas fall, niggas dying, niggas drop (bah, bah)
Shoulda know seh dem 'ya yute nuh tek chat (never)
Shoulda know seh dem 'ya yute nuh tek chat
Thousand shot ah nothin', mek me tell yuh sum'n (rrah)
If you think yuh bad, pussyhole just touch a button (brrah, blrrah)
Buss him throat like mutton, we nuh Hallie Burton
If-if you think dem shootas, left dem engine runnin'
Just-just-just make a duppy 'bout a week ago (week ago)
Don't you make di dancing fool you though (fool you though)
Shot di bwoy from him head to him pinky toe (pinky toe)
Welcome to di Shmurda show (Shmurda show)
Colombian neck tie ah wh first at dat
If-if yuh think ah lie, boy gwan go ask Prat
Badman police, informer get shot
Informer bleed, boy, you fi know dat
Thousand shot ah nothin', mek me tell yuh sum'n (rrah)
If-if you think yuh bad, pussyhole just touch a button (brrah, brrah)
Buss him throat like mutton, we nuh Hallie Burton
If you think dem shootas, left dem engine runnin'

We don't go looking for no answers
We get it done (ah mad ting, rrah)
Brooklyn, motherfucking gangster (ah joke ting)
Squeezing the gun
Revenge is at the sweetest, yo, next to get the pussy, you know?
I just caught a body, got my real killers with me, you know?
When I run up in yuh house wid di banana clip
Got my finger on my trigger, I be bussing it
When I run up in yuh house wid di banana clip
If it ain't about the shmoney, we ain't touching it
Cold blooded murda, Gully God and Shmurda (yeah)
Who buss di biggest gun you and di crew have heard ah?
We at the top and yes, we still gon' take it further
Sky is the limit
If you ain't no street nigga, why sing it?
If you wanna fuck around, I'ma bring it
If you see me in a fight wid di bear, I'ma win it

Gi' dem every ting weh di Glock point
Dem neva tell you seh nuh play wid di Hot Skull
Diss me, ah same time me ah crack skull
An' dem cyaan' catch me astray, me nuh that dumb
You n'affi ask if me got gun
Diss me inna white and me kill you wid a black gun
Gangstas shoot up yuh party fi have fun
Walk wid me 'K and people nuh stop run
Shmurda-er, Glock bredda
Gyal deh 'ya, Mac deh 'ya, ask Killa
Dem say dem strapped, but me strapped better
Nuh scrap metal, fat Bere', Beretta
Shot fly through bwoy sweater
Gyal gi' me head pon a drive-by, feel better
Mi skull hot, yuh see, call it "Hot Pepper"
Bobby Shmurda ah hot stepper, hot stepper

Tell them niggas free Meeshie, ho (free Meeshie)
SUBwave, free Breezy, ho (free Breezy, ho)
And tell my niggas, Shmurda teaming, ho (Shmurda teaming, ho)
Mitch caught a body about a week ago, week ago
Fuck with us and then we tweaking, ho, tweaking, ho
Run up on that nigga, get to squeezing, ho, squeezing, ho
Everybody catching bullet holes, bullet holes (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Niggas got me on my bully, yo, bully, yo
I'ma run up, put that gun on him (put that gun on him)
I'ma run up, go dumb on him (dumb on him)
Niggas got me on that young shit (that young shit)
Got me on that go-dumb shit (dumb shit)

Got me on that go-dumb shit, man
Trap mode in this motherfucker
Hotter than a bitch
Ayo, pour up, I need some more drank Writer/s: Ackquille Pollard, Andrae Hugh Sutherland, David Constantine Brooks, Delroy Reid, Jason Mckenzie Banton, Karim Kharbouch, Orlando Jahlil Tucker
Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., NW ROYALTY CONSULTING, LLC.
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