Whatever You Want

Whatever you need whatever you Want call up the reaper my nigga
I Got it can't don't do no convo
Money is my only language
My nigga if you want it my nigga You can have it
If this nigga a Phoney we cook him Like baloney Cuz all my niggas know
I was born to be a savage
If this nigga a trash i'm taking out The trash
Ain't no nigga on my Team that's ever average

I'm never the middle man reaper Always down to drill a man
Save all that talking keep that all
That walking before reaper have To spill a man

Chasing an oop is competition Sport first on the block
For Handling quartz niggas are weak They get handled up in courts
Shit Is all foreign its coming through Ports

These niggas forgot i'm really About it cant catch me lacking
Cuz i never leave without
Do you think you'll win shit nigga I doubt it me and my gang
We dropping off bodies

We pull up on blocks without no invite im wearing this glizzy
Gotta stay skin tight talking in Codes we waiting for the green
Light fuck all my opps
I'm bringing out the beam light

It's lil reaper baby i gotta stay on My pivot smoke
Them like Backwoods ain't talking about a Midget just like the grim reaper
I pay you a visit i need me a bitch That can pass this blikky

Im calling all my ogs if it gets real Sticky hang with demons
Cuz i Know i'm really picky call it how i See it ain't talking about a referee
If i'm calling my niggas they Rolling like bumblebee

Muhammad Ali i stay in my prime
All my opps are worthless
They ain't worth no dime
All my life i spend around crimes
If you die for me i'll die for mines

Don't matter the problem or the Mother fucking sitch
I'm a cheat code nigga
Im a motherfucking glitch
Real niggas will never beef about No bitch
But if you want these Problem i leave you in a ditch

You better watch how you Approach been handling the game
Like coach these niggas are Chickens i fry them like chicken
Inviting my niggas to the roast
Whatever you need i carry the Flame been through much
To be beefing with lames
These pussy niggas be pmsing
Me and my gang we all in sync

I pull up on your block
With me and my people
With all these sticks
It's about to get lethal
Hawk him down hawk him
Got everything attached
Quit all that talking or might get You snatch if calling lil reaper
You know i'm slidin fuck all that Story i don't care about the facts

Might get a little crazy with the Eagle leave you cold with no soul Attached

Whatever you need whatever you Want call up the reaper my nigga
I Got it can't don't do no convo
Money is my only language
My nigga if you want it my nigga You can have it
If this nigga a Phoney we cook him Like baloney Cuz all my niggas know
I was born to be a savage
If this nigga a trash i'm taking out The trash ain't no nigga on my Team
That's ever average



Credits
Writer(s): Lil Reaper
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