
reapers reap - savv4x lyrics
[intro]
better be ready when i come through workin’ that switch
(keystone)
step on my court, we can ball, lil’ b*tch
if bronem want them a hat or a v, best believe i’m the one that they call, lil’ b*tch
bounce out the hot with the glock in my hand, now i’m feelin’ like flock, don’t run don’t trip
where you goin’ f*ck n*gga?
[chorus]
better be ready when i come through workin’ that switch
step on my court, we can ball, lil’ b*tch
if bronem want them a hat or a v, best believe i’m the one that they call, lil’ b*tch
bouncе out the hot with the glock in my hand, now i’m feelin’ like flock, don’t run don’t trip
i hеard that a opp got packed, i knew it was ****, you could tell by the way he was hit
n*ggas wanna talk about ks, one thing about ks, he pop out and beat ’til it bridge (bah, bah)
in my city, i’m one of the faces, n*ggas wanna change it, feel like i’m him (i’m him)
reapers reap and a n*gga gone do what he do, so you know it ain’t nothing to k!ll
speakers speak, why a n*gga gotta talk so tough? ’cause he ain’t doin’ nothing for real
[verse]
i done took off the backplate, added a b*tton, now i’m outside fiendin’ for k!lls
think we caught him alone so we followed him home, on my life he ain’t ringin’ that bell
we done made n*ggas famous, rearranged faces, then it’s right back to the l
i won’t stop shooting ’till i see a n*gga drop and my gun dec*ck, gotta re*up on sh*lls
bury me with my gun if i die right now ’cause i’ll probably be going to h*ll
on my big bro heavenly birthday, i’m tryna send him a opp through the mail (here you go brother)
i ain’t smokin’ on weed, boy i’m smokin’ on bando soul, you can tell my the smell (yeah n*gga)
(you could tell by the*, i’m comin’ with*, yo)
i heard they wanna ball, so i’m comin’ with rondo, on bro we ain’t takin’ no l’s
n*gga think that he safe ’cause my gun stopped cl!ckin’, number **** still droppin’ them sh*lls
i send melly the g to pepper your street, it’s a job done, he did it well
they wanna know if the body was us, just look for a headshot how can you tell’
[chorus]
better be ready when i come through workin’ that switch
step on my court, we can ball, lil’ b*tch
if bronem want them a hat or a v, best believe i’m the one that they call, lil’ b*tch
bounce out the hot with the glock in my hand, now i’m feelin’ like flock, don’t run don’t trip
i heard that a opp got packed, i knew it was ****, you could tell by the way he was hit
n*ggas wanna talk about ks, one thing about ks, he pop out and beat ’til it bridge (bah, bah)
in my city, i’m one of the faces, n*ggas wanna change it, feel like i’m him (i’m him)
reapers reap and a n*gga gone do what he do, so you know it ain’t nothing to k!ll
speakers speak, why a n*gga gotta talk so tough? ’cause he ain’t doin’ nothing for real
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