Reaper

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[Intro] Rell On The Track Are you in the mafia? Am I in the what? Whatever you want to call it, organized crime I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up [Hook] Boy why the fuck you got a gun you ain't drop none tonight Heard from Monty in a week, what you got for me Bloody keep the rifle on the seat, but he not huntin' Prolly got the head from his freak, but we not fuckin' Made that lil shit in my sleep, that is not money Narcs pulled us over last week, they ain't find nothin' Spent a bouple hundred on my feet, but it's not nothin' Took a bouple dollars up to Meech, I got ice bumpin' [Verse 1] Foot on the gas, bitch I never do the speed limit Backwoods stuffed with a whole lot of weed in it Drink the whole pop and pour another one, ain't no remixin' Loyalty in this weed gettin' it ain't readin' Everyday we wake up to get money bitch I need it Get my bitch suck my dick so good she be fiendin' She put the pussy on me so good leave me dreamin' We set up shop on in ****, we ain't leavin' I push one button, drop the top no bleavage I grew up bad as fuck granny callin' me a heathen Put him in the lake tie his feat to some cement You take some from me, bitch we gettin' even I was in the streets you was home before the street lights Touchin' new money everyday, this must be life We was kids playin' games shootin' three dice Haven't been broke in a minute, can't remember what it be like [Hook] Boy why the fuck you got a gun you ain't drop none tonight Heard from Monty in a week, what you got for me Bloody keep the rifle on the seat, but he not huntin' Prolly got the head from his freak, but we not fuckin' Made that lil shit in my sleep, that is not money Narcs pulled us over last week, they ain't find nothin' Spent a bouple hundred on my feet, but it's not nothin' Took a bouple dollars up to Meech, I got ice bumpin' [Verse 2] Bargin' bouple thousand for a feat, we can drop somethin' Blew five racks last week like it's not nothin' Niggas sneak dissin' when they speak it don't stop nothin I say six four watch a hundred members dive on it If I say you my brother, you my brother and I mean it Me and Jay beepin', buyin' fits daily for no reason Throw on any beat I fuck it up for no reason I be fresh as hell talkin' shit like I'm preachin' White buffs on, eyes low, ain't sleep but I'm leanin' I been in the lead they try to keep up with the leader Ate a perc, wash it down with a dirty 2 liter Broken like some stupid ass sub with two heaters Y'all was workin' for change, you a meter Yo bitch gave the pussy up the first time I seen her All this bread and butter but this ain't lil Baesars I believe in God but I really know the Reaper [Hook] Boy why the fuck you got a gun you ain't drop none tonight Heard from Monty in a week, what you got for me Bloody keep the rifle on the seat, but he not huntin' Prolly got the head from his freak, but we not fuckin' Made that lil shit in my sleep, that is not money Narcs pulled us over last week, they ain't find nothin' Spent a bouple hundred on my feet, but it's not nothin' Took a bouple dollars up to Meech, I got ice bumpin' Boy why the fuck you got a gun you ain't drop none tonight Heard from Monty in a week, what you got for me Bloody keep the rifle on the seat, but he not huntin' Prolly got the head from his freak, but we not fuckin' Made that lil shit in my sleep, that is not money Narcs pulled us over last week, they ain't find nothin' Spent a bouple hundred on my feet, but it's not nothin' Took a bouple dollars up to Meech, I got ice bumpin' [Outro] Are you in the mafia? Am I in the what? Whatever you want to call it, organized crime I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up
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- Ace Cino