lirik lagu blxckulah , iryson , unknown - 7ucifer's reaper
7ucifer’s reaper lyrics
(verse 1 ~ bxckulah)
stick where the drip at
i’m chewing my nik naks
i’m not down with the chit chat
straight a talker no zig zag
don’t waste my time where your wrist at
i take your bar like a big mac
i would order some sauce but you ain’t got that
counting those chips when you ain’t got racks
10 9 8 we depleting that
you say that i’m wack coz i be on facts
matter of fact
i be the hottest on set
my life yea n~gga i put up a bet
deep in this music i’m feeling intact
i don’t mind a recap
repeat this sh~t yea i run my lap
mac on his hun coz he thought he the man
up in that kutchi i’m high in the ranks
beat it up like a pinyada or just like a rat
the sweets and the cheese i attack
(pre~hook ~ unknown)
b~tch im rolling with my n~ggas in the city
and them n~ggas thought we getting finished
we playing b~tches like it’s f~cken tennis
and they getting jealous
(hook ~ unknown)
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
(verse 2 ~unknown)
if you good, i’m good
and if you bad, i’m bad
acting cool but you lacking racks
you gotta go and get the money and stash
i see n~ggas they be acting fresh
they talk alot n~ggas gotta rest
n~ggas know that we are the best
they be hating cz we never rest
hold you down, you can’t steal my nest
(pre~hook ~ unknown)
b~tch im rolling with my n~ggas in the city
and them n~ggas thought we getting finished
we playing b~tches like it’s f~cken tennis
and they getting jealous
(hook ~ unknown)
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
(verse 3 ~ iryson)
stashing money in different accounts
they snitch on a n~gga we out
tired b~tches that feed of my allowance
yeah i treat them like diamonds
f~ck with me and we bout to get violent
they mess with me cause i’m silent
and run up on me like an option
i’ll f~ck u up like the cops do
yeah i’m dangerous in my own way
yeah i turn her on with foreplay
skip skip and she on me
and she got a body like beyonce
took a trip now we outta sp~ce
i’m the reaper yeah i k!ll the cake
feast on the goods & i’m mia
independent ain’t no cia
(pre~hook ~ unknown)
b~tch im rolling with my n~ggas in the city
and them n~ggas thought we getting finished
we playing b~tches like it’s f~cken tennis
and they getting jealous
(hook ~ unknown)
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
we bout to murder, we bout to murder
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