Reaper

Undrop the feenie, overdid it with the car scent

Super ham doggy far away from being Clark Kent

Chrome on the t-shirt, I think that's where my heart went

Ain't no water gun, but I'll pull up, leave the park drenched

Wood full of ah, think I'm running out of oxygen

Young as hell, but I know the game like I'm Popovich

Megatron, throw the bag up, I ain't dropping shit

Scamstar fluke ID, it say Dominic

Off a ten probably got a script, I could cop a brick

It's SBDSM how I'm not the shit

Can't waste time, but no matter what the clock gon' tick

Chillin' at the top, my opps at the bottom pissed

Red eye, cut the traction off, I might pop a wheelie

If you made something out of nothing, then you got to feel me, shit

I don't know magic but it look like it

Trying to catch this wide body, it's gonna have the hook flying

It ain't take shit, push the pedal and I shook by 'em

Hit the side street and cut the car off

Shit, look at me, I'm my neighborhood's finest

No head, zero cap, I'm a starboy

What you know about top-down sunset California drip?

What you know about Rolls Royce back to back, like the money team?

What you know about Trackhawks, hellcats fleeing from the scene?

Staying on Go everything green

That money coming fast, I'm serious

Engine too loud, I ain't hearing it

Four, a lil' cream my experiment

Aye, find a route, I'm coming for my folks like Harriet

I know she bad but she got miles like Darius

I'm thinking bout a brand new Benz, the AMG

I done put two best friends in just two seats

It's common sense you don't work, you don't eat

They might think I'm banging crip, I rock two Cs

Before I go, put ******* in my IV

I hope you know it's hard out here and harder to leave

Lately, I've been scouting these baddies, I'm building a team

This paper got me doing magic woke up in a dream

What you know about top-down sunset California drip?

What you know about Rolls Royce back to back, like the money team?

What you know about Trackhawks, hellcats fleeing from the scene?

Staying on Go everything green

Chillin' at the Waldorf eleven hunnid a night

Press a button top peel off, I'm loving this life

Ask a ***** how she feel is we ****ing tonight

I was a badass kid, I was covered in white

Look at me now, I'm froze neck covered in ice

Look at the kids they staring when I stop at the light

Look at the hoes, they see me they ****ing on sight

Ghetto married to the gang threw a bucket in rice

Am I in love? Hell yeah, in love with the pint

But she ain't got her own bag, she ain't really my type

I show love and they stab me in the back with a knife

I took the knife and cut dough with it, now we alright

What you know about top-down sunset California drip?

What you know about Rolls Royce back to back, like the money team?

What you know about Trackhawks, hellcats fleeing from the scene?

Staying on Go everything green