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reap 2 - bak jay lyrics

[intro]
(d*mn, finngotit)
woo, woo
3 sh*t, keep y’all heat sh*t, n*gga (ooh, sh*t)
come on, ayy

[chorus]
slow this b*tch down, i ain’t turned on the street in a minute but still i’ll probably get busy
if you ain’t puttin’ no work and tryna leave a n*gga face in the dirt, don’t come to my city
rock out with dracs like my nickname was drizzy
freak ho at the show got me signin’ her titties
two rp 30s, i just went up sixty
the last n*gga got that whiff of that .50, uh*oh
switch had jammed, i was shootin’ that b*tch, popped the ho right after i start shootin’ the semi
get off of the laws, i can’t ever go back, quick to start me a chase tell them b*tches, “come get me”
food in my chop’, this b*tch shoot like b*tter
i ain’t rockin’ with females, go get your brother
big bak, no, it won’t be another
you not my b*tch if we f*ck with a rubber

[verse]
in the club with a hundred somethin’ shots
wanna hold somethin’? hold this c*ck
wanna blow somethin’? blow this glock
you gon’ die, try to spin this block
i’m on a run with nothin’ but tweakers, on god, they shootin’ this b*tch ’til it lock
b*tch, it’s the reaper, whenever i walk in a room, your lil’ b*tch start shakin’ it twice
ooh, sh*t, if i was me, [?] again, pop outside, fresh as f*ck with a brand new gen
walk in the mall, just spent like ten, opps broke, walk in, they can’t even spend
can’t even spend a dime, can’t even spend a dollar
put d*ck in her spine, all you hear is hollers
(can’t even spend a dime, can’t even spend a dollar
put d*ck in her spine, all you hear is hollers)
if you hang with the opps, you can die with the opps, told my cousin to pick a side
put this on god, my life so godd*mn lit, i can’t even pick a ride
[chorus]
slow this b*tch down, i ain’t turned on the street in a minute but still i’ll probably get busy
if you ain’t puttin’ no work and tryna leave a n*gga face in the dirt, don’t come to my city
rock out with dracs like my nickname was drizzy
freak ho at the show got me signin’ her titties
two rp 30s, i just went up sixty
the last n*gga got that whiff of that .50, uh*oh
switch had jammed, i was shootin’ that b*tch, popped the ho right after i start shootin’ the semi
get off of the laws, i can’t ever go back, quick to start me a chase tell them b*tches, “come get me”
food in my chop’, this b*tch shoot like b*tter
i ain’t rockin’ with females, go get your brother
big bak, no, it won’t be another
you not my b*tch if we f*ck with a rubber

[outro]
ooh, sh*t, if i was me, [?] again, pop outside, fresh as f*ck with a brand new gen
walk in the mall, just spent like ten, opps broke, walk in, they can’t even spend
they can’t even spend a f*ckin’ dime, can’t even spend a f*ckin’ dime
can’t even spend, hmm (big bak)
yeah, uh, uh*uh*uh, uh*uh*uh

- bak jay lyrics

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