Reaper

This hotsauce got me feeling spicy
Big Cuban got my feeling icy
Spanish bitches call me papi chulo
All They say is puedes venir a jordemi
Head game on super soaker
Vvs in my peripheral
Watch piece on a different globe
Frosty the snowman
How do I stay so cold
Double Cs on my fitted boots
Louie tote hold the revenue
Gucci scarf in my back pocket
Listen close as I speak this truth
Your girl go ape when I come thru
Banging on my chest when she saddle up
Sucking on my dick like a sippy cup
Nutting in her mouth you kissing her
Loving her. Daydreaming while she schemin with the reaper on the low
Extendo on the Glock I keep a pole
Baguettes came from the North Pole
Question me; imma take ya soul
Moonrock through the periscope
White broad said she wanna taste
Whip my shit out she get amazed
I ain't stopping till I'm 1st place
Lap to lap ain't breaking sweat
Bar for bar I'm taking necks
Mac and cheese up in her waist
She stress me she get replaced
Bright lights with the high beams
Put the money on a magazine
The crowd scream when I hit the scene
Groupies chase the whip like I'm jong un
Breaking ramen noodles out the pack nigga no spoon
Betray me like juda did Jesus. Pick him
Up he in pieces. Went from Osama been plotting to Osama been had it
Target on ya bitch back, we doing practice
Add the pieces together mathematics
She just fucked the bro; camera roll be the witness
Earthquake with the back shots
Knock her tracks out
Reaper reaper reaper don't take my soul
Too late now you niggas know
DINEROO

It's BLACC D, you witness, my rap flow so vicious
My pipe game religious, your girls clit delicious
Why he looking mad suspicious, if the nigga front we burn em
Take two to the chest heartburn em
Ain't a killer nigga but don't push me
I love weed, money and pussy
Bold kitty, short or bushy, A cutie with a fat tushy
Ooooopzie, Don't loose me, got niggas with real uzi's
That henny got me woozy, smoke big blunts no looseys
Kickin ass nigga I'm Bruce lee, dress like I'm blade I'm Wesley
Got a 100 grand call it nestle, it's in my pants bitch just see
It's Chocolate flavor, you'll love the savor
Bitch get it right i do no favors, you messin wit Blacc da major playa
Niggas be frauds, y'all need some prayers
Smile so hard but be a hater, stunt so hard but be a faker
Talk mad shit but I be the shaker, troublemaker, Moneymaker
Love the paper, Brons a Laker
Hasta la vista, now meet your maker
Killed this beat call the undertaker
Blacc D be the terminator, and that's word to Schwarzenegger
And that's a wrap, for all y'all niggas



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Kusi-appouh
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