REAPER (feat. KILLKIDD)
Skywalker
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Yo wifey is a eater, I wouldn't pay to keep her, We gone rob yo ass let you think u getting a feature Bullets heat you up leave you running with a fever, SKYWALKER you a demon nah nigga Im the reaper She stay on her knees you would think I was a preacher, 100 on the dash I ain't talking about no meters She say you don't love me baby you don't love me either, You got Niggas I got bitches we some loyal cheaters When I was in school I ain't listen to the teachers, I was skipping class getting doom up in the bleachers When I was freshman I was fucking all the seniors, When i was a sophomore I was robbing all the dealers Like uh who want it come get it, Im the king of my city, Durk can't f*ck with me, Herb ain't this litty Nah Nigga I'm not dissing, I go platinum when I'm pissing, All you rappers some bitches, Can't out sell these snitches So I'm gunna 69 the game but ain't not snitch in me, Business is business I'm making hits just like f*ck u mean Just because I'm quiet lil pion ain't no bitch in me, I keep a 23 like Curry when he shoot with Draymond Green Im balling just like Kobe in his prime, You Pray to Allah Nigga I pray to a nine Smith & Wesson gone sing like Aretha, She gone play em we gone steak him then gone bake him like Anita, Make her rain hurricane I ain't talking about Karina Yo wifey is a eater, I wouldn't pay to keep her, We gone rob yo ass let you think u getting a feature Bullets heat you up leave you running with a fever, SKYWALKER you a demon nah nigga Im the reaper She stay on her knees you would think I was a preacher, 100 on the dash I ain't talking about no meters She say you don't love me baby you don't love me either, You got Niggas I got bitches we some loyal cheaters Boy you know who sent yo mans up Pussy get yo bands up man they broke This .45 in my pocket make it hard to keep my pants up this bitch gon blow Slim should have tripped lil bitch I would have sent him to the damn sun lil bitch Mama know I'm killing shit she look at me like "damn son!" I'm the killa that kill killas bitch F*ck tk that dead stupid bitch f*ck TK If I could bring her back I would do that just to rekill that bitch Kay and Dee didn't lack head in your phone how you die with your blick We do walk ups f*ck a drive-by that's how you die in your whip Ay Angel boy, I know where you be at I got yo bitch sucking dick she gargle in some knee pads Yo homie got stomped out and all y'all did was go and tweet back Almost got caught in that car you must have laid that seat back on gang I'm the real Easton grim reaper I'll chase you out your sneakers I spent a lot of nights out on that block trynna delete ya It ain't too hard to make a pack go grab your gat and then you creep up Yo bitch a demon off the yak i call her up she'll let me link ya That's why yo
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Written by: John Abel, Sammie Walker
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