"Reap" lyrics
Hm, hm, hm
Oh, that's BAK, mhm
Nigga, long live Baby 30, nigga, go
Niggas know how I get
Go, go, go
Slow this bitch down, turn on the next street
Niggas dry, wanna diss, had to bring out the reap (Bring out the reap)
I wrecked my whip on the way to the East
Lookin' for GMG, they ain't out, them boys sleep
Hit him with sixty for tryna steal fifty
I'm talkin' 'bout switches, them fullies get busy (Brr)
Don't run or go hide when I'm back in the city
Nigga thought he was slimy, now his life a lil' risky
Before I go broke, I'ma turn to a robber (Turn to a robber)
Brand-new box on the back, that bitch hotter than lava (Hot, hot, hot)
Bro had said they sent shots, but nobody had popped 'em
If we send some shots, send they ass to the doctor
Got finessed for your pole, boy, your ass is a dummy (You a dummy)
You my bitch, play your role, better not do nothin' funny
Pour three lines up for bro, then I walk like a zombie
How the fuck you gon' hate on me then like to bump me?
Ooh, shit, oh, that's BAK
Had to cut off the dreads, let the hoes see my face
If I catch his bitch ass, leave his shoes with no lace
Have him rollin' in grass, shouldn't have played with a snake (Shouldn't have played)
I'm a dog, but I think I like you
Know how you get, so I cannot wife you (Can't wife you)
Call up lil' twin, have him spinnin' with rifles
'Fore you hop in this ride, better read you a Bible (Read you a Bible)
Before I go broke, I'ma turn to a robber
Brand-new box on the back, that bitch hotter than lava (Hotter than lava)
Bro had said they sent shots, but nobody had popped 'em
If we send some shots, send they ass to the doctor
Got finessed for your pole, boy, your ass is a dummy
You my bitch, play your role, better not do nothin' funny (Do nothin' funny)
Pour three lines up for bro, then I walk like a zombie
How the fuck you gon' hate on me then like to bump me?
Slow this bitch down, turn on the next street (Slow this bitch down)
Niggas dry, wanna diss, had to bring out the reap (Bring out the reap)
I wrecked my whip on the way to the East
Lookin' for GMG, they ain't out, them boys sleep (Them boys knocked out)
Hit him with sixty for tryna steal fifty
I'm talkin' 'bout switches, them fullies get busy
Don't run or go hide when I'm back in the city (When I'm back in the city)
Nigga thought he was slimy, now his life a lil' risky
Now his life a lil' risky
Tryna slime me, his life a lil' risky
Hit him with sixty for tryna steal fifty
Oh, that's BAK, mhm
Nigga, long live Baby 30, nigga, go
Niggas know how I get
Go, go, go
Slow this bitch down, turn on the next street
Niggas dry, wanna diss, had to bring out the reap (Bring out the reap)
I wrecked my whip on the way to the East
Lookin' for GMG, they ain't out, them boys sleep
Hit him with sixty for tryna steal fifty
I'm talkin' 'bout switches, them fullies get busy (Brr)
Don't run or go hide when I'm back in the city
Nigga thought he was slimy, now his life a lil' risky
Before I go broke, I'ma turn to a robber (Turn to a robber)
Brand-new box on the back, that bitch hotter than lava (Hot, hot, hot)
Bro had said they sent shots, but nobody had popped 'em
If we send some shots, send they ass to the doctor
Got finessed for your pole, boy, your ass is a dummy (You a dummy)
You my bitch, play your role, better not do nothin' funny
Pour three lines up for bro, then I walk like a zombie
How the fuck you gon' hate on me then like to bump me?
Ooh, shit, oh, that's BAK
Had to cut off the dreads, let the hoes see my face
If I catch his bitch ass, leave his shoes with no lace
Have him rollin' in grass, shouldn't have played with a snake (Shouldn't have played)
I'm a dog, but I think I like you
Know how you get, so I cannot wife you (Can't wife you)
Call up lil' twin, have him spinnin' with rifles
'Fore you hop in this ride, better read you a Bible (Read you a Bible)
Before I go broke, I'ma turn to a robber
Brand-new box on the back, that bitch hotter than lava (Hotter than lava)
Bro had said they sent shots, but nobody had popped 'em
If we send some shots, send they ass to the doctor
Got finessed for your pole, boy, your ass is a dummy
You my bitch, play your role, better not do nothin' funny (Do nothin' funny)
Pour three lines up for bro, then I walk like a zombie
How the fuck you gon' hate on me then like to bump me?
Slow this bitch down, turn on the next street (Slow this bitch down)
Niggas dry, wanna diss, had to bring out the reap (Bring out the reap)
I wrecked my whip on the way to the East
Lookin' for GMG, they ain't out, them boys sleep (Them boys knocked out)
Hit him with sixty for tryna steal fifty
I'm talkin' 'bout switches, them fullies get busy
Don't run or go hide when I'm back in the city (When I'm back in the city)
Nigga thought he was slimy, now his life a lil' risky
Now his life a lil' risky
Tryna slime me, his life a lil' risky
Hit him with sixty for tryna steal fifty
Writer(s): Finn Sutton, Jayvon Crunp
