Big Reaper Lyrics

Call me a big reaper

Blow up like a creeper

Yeah my bag is deeper

Glasses on like Peter

Know yo clothes is cheaper

Did you even want that girl cause I ain't want her either

Bitch please don't push my buttons

Stop making assumptions

Just follow instructions

Counting racks up by the dozen

Little shawty she from London

I'm fucking on yo momma and your sister and yo cousin

But it's blood all on my tee

Whip ain't got no key

Yeah I gotta problem if you trynna smoke for free

And i'm bout' to count a milly nigga don't got a degree

And i'm stepping back behind the line

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah

You telling me Derrick is making this shit out the closet

Bro y'all get him a studio and he's going dummy nigga

Aye y'all thought he was done tho

Man hell nah run that bitch back

I don't want your Snapchat bitch give me your number

Tell Siri to play this song we bumping the whole summer

Money come in green and blue you know I like the color

When it come to crunch time you know I beat the buzzer

Wipe down Mr clean

Feeling fresh like Listerine

Hit his body knock his bean

Texting me get left on seen

Knock him out and leave the scene

Double cup and sip the lean

Need a snicker feeling mean

Roll this wood and blow some steam