"Red Dot Reaper" lyrics
(feat. Sematary)
Waddlllt-der
Eh-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Hoodie on summertime I'm a Florida man
The everglades on fire, me and Sematary dropped again
Sandcastle, walk round with that gat but I ain't come to tan
Cracka don't got no spine, 40 on me how you stretch a man
Ay, they ain't never catch no hat like they Bobby Shmurda
And they let shots off at my Nissan cracka vice versa
Stepping since the year 2000 but the shoes Circa
I was really posted on that block and hurricane Irma
The belt buckle look demonic, it's an animal skull
She grab my wicks and ride the dick like a mechanical bull
Every opp turn to weed, they got no power here
Broccoli so loud, you get fuckin' cauliflower ear
Hindu put a red dot on a blicky
Rock out with that Chauffeur but I'm indie
Jhit me, I might make a part like Cindi
Rich bitch, got that juicy fruit like Wrigleys
Say that smoking on who, I come down the chimney
I'm so exit 42 and I know they miss me
Zip me, they tryna zip me, they tryna zip me
Zip me, that'd be a world record like it's Ripley's
New watch, tell 'em flick me like I'm Krispy
Six piece, paint your top red like I'm Ginn Lee
He shot himself like he Chud the builder tryna clip me
Hot as hell, I know bob the builder call him Willie
Lick me, shit left a hickey right where my dick be
Put a hole in a cracka the size of a frisbee
Sticky, I got that glizzy, I know the reaper
I'm the dreidel man, so I spin forever dizzy
Grave man
I'm a red dot reaper
I'm a gold blood dripper
And crucifix I'm yours
Red dot to a Hummer
Grave man
I'm a red dot reaper
Geekin', baby I'm a real jammer
Goofy, hell nah that ain't kosher
Ridin', skrrt, skrrt, skrrt with kosher
Try me, laser in my jeweler
Rottin', I'm a jaded young creeper
Ridin', bringing on a Chrysler
Glocky, put a hole in a yapper
White girl, yeah, I'm a trash talker
Black truck, whip it out the Jeepers Creepers
Goof up, bitch I'm a hot blower
Ama smoke blow low, ama day walker
Yeah
Put it in reverse try on me hella beeper
Mask on me got a clown mask with my cutter
Crackin' tweak, don't fuck with me I'm a tweaker
Money countin' on the seat, barbie
Bar wire bat on the seat, barbie
Sythes tatted on my face, buddy
Red dot on a bitch if she switch on me
Hindu put a red dot on a blicky
Rock out with that Chauffeur but I'm indie
Jhit me, I might make a part like Cindi
Rich bitch, got that juicy fruit like Wrigleys
Say that smoking on who, I come down the chimney
I'm so exit 42 and I know they miss me
Zip me, they tryna zip me, they tryna zip me
Zip me, that'd be a world record like it's Ripley's
Dreidelman graveman Wadddllltt, eh, eh, eh
Eh-ah-ah-ahh-ahh
Hoodie on summertime I'm a Florida man
The everglades on fire, me and Sematary dropped again
Sandcastle, walk round with that gat but I ain't come to tan
Cracka don't got no spine, 40 on me how you stretch a man
Ay, they ain't never catch no hat like they Bobby Shmurda
And they let shots off at my Nissan cracka vice versa
Stepping since the year 2000 but the shoes Circa
I was really posted on that block and hurricane Irma
The belt buckle look demonic, it's an animal skull
She grab my wicks and ride the dick like a mechanical bull
Every opp turn to weed, they got no power here
Broccoli so loud, you get fuckin' cauliflower ear
Hindu put a red dot on a blicky
Rock out with that Chauffeur but I'm indie
Jhit me, I might make a part like Cindi
Rich bitch, got that juicy fruit like Wrigleys
Say that smoking on who, I come down the chimney
I'm so exit 42 and I know they miss me
Zip me, they tryna zip me, they tryna zip me
Zip me, that'd be a world record like it's Ripley's
New watch, tell 'em flick me like I'm Krispy
Six piece, paint your top red like I'm Ginn Lee
He shot himself like he Chud the builder tryna clip me
Hot as hell, I know bob the builder call him Willie
Lick me, shit left a hickey right where my dick be
Put a hole in a cracka the size of a frisbee
Sticky, I got that glizzy, I know the reaper
I'm the dreidel man, so I spin forever dizzy
Grave man
I'm a red dot reaper
I'm a gold blood dripper
And crucifix I'm yours
Red dot to a Hummer
Grave man
I'm a red dot reaper
Geekin', baby I'm a real jammer
Goofy, hell nah that ain't kosher
Ridin', skrrt, skrrt, skrrt with kosher
Try me, laser in my jeweler
Rottin', I'm a jaded young creeper
Ridin', bringing on a Chrysler
Glocky, put a hole in a yapper
White girl, yeah, I'm a trash talker
Black truck, whip it out the Jeepers Creepers
Goof up, bitch I'm a hot blower
Ama smoke blow low, ama day walker
Yeah
Put it in reverse try on me hella beeper
Mask on me got a clown mask with my cutter
Crackin' tweak, don't fuck with me I'm a tweaker
Money countin' on the seat, barbie
Bar wire bat on the seat, barbie
Sythes tatted on my face, buddy
Red dot on a bitch if she switch on me
Hindu put a red dot on a blicky
Rock out with that Chauffeur but I'm indie
Jhit me, I might make a part like Cindi
Rich bitch, got that juicy fruit like Wrigleys
Say that smoking on who, I come down the chimney
I'm so exit 42 and I know they miss me
Zip me, they tryna zip me, they tryna zip me
Zip me, that'd be a world record like it's Ripley's
Dreidelman graveman Wadddllltt, eh, eh, eh
Thanks to vader for correcting these lyrics.
