GR!M REAP3R Lyrics

(Yhh)

(This is a ochoo exclusive)

(Ew I got raxks in the ceiling raxks)

I need me a La-tina

I'm wearing All black

I'm looking like the Grim Reaper

Yeah she a Grip Reaper

Girl it's nice To meet ya

Smokin on tha gas I'm in bed

That's a sleeper uh she like

How you making bangers

Baby I could teach ya

Uh Number nine my T-shirt

Why your ex want a feature?

I'ma Scam him not gon' lie

Boy I stay High up in the bleachers

See VVs all on my neck Baby it won't Hurt to try

And I just got a new tech

I mean can he really do it like Me for real?

I got Rick Owen on my feet for real

If he wanna test it smoking on domestic

My chick like Crissean she ready to wreck shi

Yeah all my shooters wreckless I put VVs

On her necklace water Fiji on my wrist

Aquafina Take a dip I like Lilly uh

She Wanna go and get silly

Yeah I'm at the top on the ceiling

Yeah I'm at the tippity-tippity-Top

Of the top floor you can't get Near me

Choppa gon' kick like Jones

Got a 20-ball it don't fold

Told My chick don't fold

Gotta rock Out glock out

We send them Shots at yo' dome

Tryna say that I'm trash talkin Bout yourself

If you stood on your money

You'd Look like a elf

I'm with yo chick and she wanna Eff

Got too much smoke can't Breathe no air

I need me a La-tina

I'm wearing All black

I'm looking like the Grim Reaper

Yeah she a Grip Reaper

Girl it's nice To meet ya

Smokin on tha gas I'm in bed

That's a sleeper uh