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(альбом: Big Grim Reaper: The Return - 2022)

Woah, Frozone
Woah

Yeah, I hit your bitch at the hotel (At the hotel)
It's giving wings with the Rotel (Rotel)
Spot got hit, now we trapping out the motel (Out the motel)
Big body, Maybach V12 driving like a Chevy (Woah, woah, I just need my space), every quarter make a fish tale (Skrrt)
And I got 'bows, what's a fish scale? Hit a nigga up, now they hollering out, "Get well" (Oh well)
I'ma let it slide, he don't see well, spraying in your car, that's a Double R detail (Get 'em up out of here)
And we got 'bows on retail, yeah, they way cheaper if you tryna get a whole sale (Get 'em up out of here)
This chain on my neck like a wishing well, capping in your rap, nigga living in the fairytale (Cap)
Mink fur on me, yeah, it came from a polar bear, jacking all trades, I ain't playing fair (No)
Rich-ass nigga long way from the Wayfair, now I hit the mall buying Moncler (Dope)
Take something, nigga, I dare you, to these rap niggas I cannot compare (Uh-uh)
We done sold heroine right, nigga, we strapped (Yeah)
Nigga want smoke, you want war with the clan (Yeah)
Drip, water my neck like a faucet (Drip, splash)
High-speed the narcs with the Glock, I ain't tossing (Brrt)
Dripped in high fashion, you know this shit cost me (Yeah)
Really 'bout action, these niggas just talking (These niggas just talking, huh, bitch-ass nigga)
Get off of my blunt, the boy, he got me coughing (The boy got me coughin')
Ask your homeboy how it feel in a coffin (How it feel in a coffin)
Pussy fired gang, leave his ass to the cross (Leave his ass to the cross)
That money good, but them bags getting off (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas rats, tryna pay this shit off
I got out the way, turned myself to a boss (Yeah), now I get on the beat and get paid just to walk (Just to walk)
I can't reply to the rumors, they false (No)
If a opp die, they gon' say it's my fault (What?)
I creep, but I brag on the shit that I bought (Uh-uh)
I'm taxing, yeah, bitch, I need ten just to talk (Yeah)
Nigga talk down on my name for the clout
I make it look easy, I'm the reason they rap (I'm the reason they rap)
Keep posted at the trap, get it in, get it out (Get it in, get it out)
Street 'fore the industry, I can't adapt (I can't adapt)
These rap niggas lame, no, I can't give 'em dap (Yeah)
My lil' bitch, she gangster, my Glock in her passion (My Glock in her passion)
Said I would dose with them Percs, I relapsed (I relapsed)
Get high off my mind 'til my body collapse (My body collapse)
Don't shoot out no car, we pull up and hop out (Hop out)
Classy and nasty, I slipped the ho out (Slipped the ho out)
Read to the plug, he told me, "No more droughts" (No more droughts)
If I'm on the stage, then the Glock on my car (The Glock on my car)
If I'm in her DM, my dick in her mouth (Dick in her mouth)
I hit a opp BM, now he want some clout (Now he want some clout)
Reach by the AM, might put that ho out (Put that ho out)
You reach for this chain, we gon' shoot up the crowd (We gon' shoot up the crowd)
Speak on a wax, you get whacked just for running your mouth (Woah, woah), boy, don't get whacked 'bout no petty shit (Woah)
Don't think 'cause I rap I won't get with this shit and bah-baow, might do a drill in my jewelry
Dracos and carbons, got choppers on choppers on choppers and my handgun got a cooling kit
Niggas still solid, but don't know what to do with it, I got a point, but I ain't proving it (I ain't proving it, nah)

Gang (No, yeah, no)
Let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go)
Been done time
Big Grim Reaper Gang, snatch your soul, can't get your soul back
Let's go