Grim Reaper

Keep a stick in the hood
Bitch I'm grim reaper

Hit his block wit the mop
After streetsweeper

How you gon get away ain't heard of Heatseekers

Heat left his head hot
He had no fever

All the homies tell a nigga that
I'm sick widdit

Pop a nigga and I'm lookin like a meal ticket
He ain't getting no bag I'm talking real chicken
Ruth's Chris saks Fifth it's a big difference
He still eating fast food where's the mcchickens
Pulled up 5 percent yea the tint different
Getting chicken like a nigga work at roscoes
We ain't worried bout the opps because we pop those
We ain't worried bout the weapon bitch the glock ghost
Bitch I carry big chop lm talking locknose
Got a problem solver if we got a issue
That's a tear drop I might just need a tissue
If you got it on you my niggas gon strip you
Bitch I'm goin brazy I might need a straitjacket
Niggas getting lazy me my niggas stay active
How you up the score you niggas ain't score no baskets
Bitch I'm balling on you niggas like I'm Luka
Janky devil dats my mothafuckin shootah
B Team most you niggas Hella losers
Jumped in that water and I didn't need no scuba
They gon hop on the wave while they still can
Bounced out broad day UPS man
Gotta k and I call that shit my bestfriend
I can shoot with my right and my left hand
Keep a stick in the hood bitch I'm grim reaper
Hit his block wit the mop
After streetsweeper
How you gon get away ain't heard of Heatseekers
Heat left his head hot he has no fever
All the homies tell a nigga dat I'm sick widdit
Pop a nigga and I'm lookin like a meal ticket
He ain't getting no bag I'm talking real chicken
Ruth's Chris saks Fifth it's a big difference
Ruth's Chris saks Fifth it's a big difference
Hit his block wit the mop after streetsweeper

Keep a stick in the hood
Bitch I'm Grim Reaper



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Writer(s): Dayshaun Rose
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