[Verse 1 kid ink]

I got a piece, for all the drama

Walking around like I'm 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 rocketshipshawty bout to drop another missile

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

You ain't innocent at all, 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)

[Bridge kid ink]

Get higher (get high)

Get higher (get high)

Get higher (get high)

Get higher (get high)

[Hook kid ink x2]

You ain't innocent at all

It's, it's fucking murder

Shots in the burner

More shots in the burner.

[Verse 2 kid ink]

The king had a dream, I think I'm 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 turbulence

(We up)

[Bridge kid ink]

Get higher (get high)

Get higher (get high)

Get higher (get high)

Get higher (get high)

[Hook kid ink]

You ain't innocent at all

It's, it's fucking murder

Shots in the burner

More shots in the burner.

[Verse 3 pusha t]

No angels allowed

Baby you ain't innocent, caught up in that whirlwind

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... [x15]