Grim Reaper

[Intro]
(It's Miyaa baby)
Shani you look like a sloth, bitch suck my dick and, Murda B stop burning ya dirty ass draws what the fuck?
Suck my dick, Grrah

[Chorus]
Oh, she mad that I said she fucking the flocks?
K-Kay-Kay mans they was beating ya box
Shani you dumb, how the fuck you gon clap me lil bitch?
When you ain't never touch a knock
Bitch you do shit for the clout
How the fuck did you switch on your mans for a hoe that's from Boston?
Then you go chattin' about Ethikas
But if you look you and Murda B wear them shits often
Y-Y'all bitches dirty, who pussy hot?
For a fact you know Murda a thot
You was all over bros, just the O's and the G's
Like you don't even got a block
A-And if we gon be honest, You not even trendy, them niggas just lettin' you rock
[?] stop chattin' that shit for the net
Stop tryin' be something you not

[Verse]
Like damn, Danny gettin' me high
I don't know why u bum bitches try
You rеally not from the 8, but I'm good on that block
Like link me and you will see why
So lil thot, that was a good try
Know doublе the Trouble had y'all bitches tight
I-If you know that I chill on the 8 we can get it
That two bitch gon' fix up ya eye, yeah, that shit lazy
You not droppin' the jet, bitch u crazy
I don't know why the fuck you wanna put on a show when you not on timin' on a daily stop tryna play me
Bitches know you
Fuck that talking lil bitch, ima show you
Like my son Roy G said
"who the fuck are you murda? we don't know you but the bros do"
L-Like look, no point of you you sayin' pull up, you not comin'
Me and KB we gon have u runnin'
Stop with the actin' you know that I'm 'Ms. 22GZ'
Like I'll show you what's really gunnin'
Nothing Precious be sayin' is true
You can't fight you got beat out your shoes
Now you gon have to go right back to Boston and jackin' that you not valid in the view
Bitches pussy y'all don't ever bend
Yeah, ima keep droppin the trend
Keep it a buck, Murda only clicked up with you Shani, cause she was in need of a friend
This shit real, no I can't play pretend
My G gotta clip, and it extend
I'm tried of addressing ya bitches, you don't get the message I'm puttin' this shit to a end
Fuck the opps, ima keep talkin' reckless
Shani take off that funny ass necklace
Give it a [?] then i'm ballin' [?]
Bitches broke, I know most of y'all [?]

[Chorus]
Oh, she mad that I said she fucking the flocks?
K-Kay-Kay mans they was beating ya box
Shani you dumb, how the fuck you gon clap me lil bitch?
When you ain't never touch a knock
Bitch you do shit for the clout
How the fuck did you switch on your mans for a hoe that's from Boston?
Then you go chattin' about Ethikas
But if you look you and Murda B wear them shits often
Y-Y'all bitches dirty, who pussy hot?
For a fact you know Murda a thot
You was all over bros, just the O's and the G's
Like you don't even got a block

[Outro]
Like i don't know why the fuck bitches on my dick all of a sudden