Bos Flip - Reaper lyrics

[Bos Flip - Reaper lyrics]

(Noisy on the beat)

Hoes tryna link up, bitches gotta suck dick
(They gotta eat)
Fuck this rap shit, I'm finna slide, nigga
Fuck this (Buck, uh)
Nigga, I don't give a fuck, bitch
(Nah) , I'm on some tough shit (Nah)
Ayy, finna slime my nigga out, bitch
I'm on some fuck shit
Ayy, up the chop, bust quick, like a nut
Bust quick (Ah)
Ayy, catch him at the QuikTrip
Give his ass a quick trip
Ayy, send a nigga ass to Heaven
Nigga should've never slid (Uh)
Ayy, nigga should've had his pole (Gang)
Nigga should've tinted his whip (Gang)
Ayy, anyway, Lil Tay, go grab the Drac'
(Ayy) ayy, GetRich in here crackin' eights
Bitch, we never play it safe (Ayy)
Niggas know we love the dangerous way
(Uh, huh)
Ayy, drop 'em rakes, a dangerous gang (Gang)
Ayy, bitch, don't bring your
Car down Cook Road
We gon' leave your whip in place
(Skrrt, bah)
This chopper take a chunk up out his back
Now his shit look like iPhone
Ayy, bitch, I'm out my top
I'm out my mind
Niggas know I ain't got my mind on
(Out my top)
Ayy, the internet, I don't get into that
Niggas know that I don't type on (Nah)
Ayy, she a dirty ho, I am not hittin' that
Bitches know that I can't wife on
Ayy, I ain't wifin' on no bitch
I ain't fuckin' with no snitch (Uh, nah)
Ayy, I was down bad on my dick
And them hoes wasn't on my dick
Now these bitches on my dick
They see a nigga havin' shit (I'm up)
They see a nigga all in Cali' on a plane
I'm takin' trips
Ayy, I ain't got shit for no ho
(Nah) , I only got shit for my bro (Fft)
Ayy, Crazy Gang, bitch, we on go (No cap)
Ayy, Fifty Gang, bitch, that's for sho'
(No cap) i up my gun, I gotta blow
I up my gun, I can't just show it
Ayy, niggas said they want my head
They want my top and bitch, I'm knowin'
I keep my pole 'cause I ain't goin'
Ayy, I be clutchin' on this bitch at
The red light until we goin' (Come on)
Havin' flashbacks of them shootouts
Every time that I was blowin'
If you tighten up on that
Car, get on that whip, You know I'm on it
Ayy, I remember I was wanted
Ayy, on the run, attempted murder
I was sixteen years old
I would've showed love to these bitches
But my heart be too cold
I held my own up in that county, they like
Damn (Damn) , this nigga bold
A nigga ain't gon' never play with me
I'm quick to take a soul
Uh, grim reaper, soul snatcher
ARP, soul grabber (Pah)
Head hitter, shit splatter (Pah)
When it's beef, don't shit matter (Ayy)
Fuck your mama and fuck your daddy
(Fuck 'em)
Ayy, fuck your sister and fuck your granny
(Fuck 'em) ayy, you was dumb, nigga
If you rock with your family (Gang)
'Cause when it come me
Niggas ain't givin' passes (Uh)
Ayy, they in that whip
We gon' get on they asses
Ayy, hit up they whip
Got the fuck niggas crashin'
Ayy, we on they ass
Should've drove a lil' faster
Ayy, come on this side
It's gon' be a disaster

Uh, grim reaper, soul snatcher
ARP, soul grabber head hitter, shit splatter
When it's beef, don't shit matter

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