Reaper

[Intro]

It's the Reaper
Yeah, Yeah, It's the Reaper
It's the Reaper

[Verse]

.40 Loud like a speaker, go boom
Oh he talkin' tough? What he wanna do
Like, like I'm on hots now, you better move
Now I'm on Courtlandt, where the goons?
Sha Ek, go get back, like don't know why you still in the booth
But we ain't gon' talk bout what happen to, but we ain't gon' talk bout what happen to you
Shoot or get shot, but you never shot shit
Up first, you don't gotta option
Tell bro "back down, like I got this"
He makin' shows on the gram, he on cop shit
One in the head, don't gotta cock it
DrillyK bеtter stop bunny hoppin'
Oh that's Sha Gz? Wait let me flock 'еm
He got lucky I missed he was dodgin'
(Like, like) You better stay out the mix
Trigger happy when I got the stich
Gotta bend backdoor I think I missed
No I ain't missin' again
They got me mad, now that got the grim on that shit
I had enough wit' the diss
I spin lowkey, why they hatin' on me, project baby I'm just tryna get rich
Now get to boomin' in public she ratchet
Gloves on, I'm feelin' like Michael Jackson
All black for the hit, on a drill we matchin'
How you crashin' the car, you lil' dumb lil' bastard

(Now get to boomin' in public she ratchet
Gloves on, I'm feelin' like Michael Jackson
All black for the hit, on a drill we matchin'
How you crashin' the car, you lil' dumb lil' bastard)