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Grim Reaper (Explicit) - Big Scarr
Lyrics by：Alexander Woods/Jorres Nelson
Red Dead
I'm so f**kin' bumpin'
Bruh
Woah
Woah
Frozone
Woah
Frozone
Let's go
Frozone
Big Frozone
Let's go
I'm him
I'm who they want to be
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Woah
Woah
I drop a bag and they go catch a body
Go get it
My b***h is too bad
I bought her a new body
New b***h
Scat Pack the Charger
This b***h a wide body
Do it again
Smoking dead n***as
I call 'em exotic
Do it again
No Jaden Smith
We keep sticks like a riot
Baow
Yeah
I rock me a show then re-up with the profit
Yeah
I set the trend and these lil' n***as copy
Yeah
I don't know why broke n***as make me the topic
Boom
Thirty racks stuffed in my pocket
Boom
Strapped up with this rocket
Boom
He dead if he think about robbing
He dead
I'ma pull up
Get to sparking
I'm not with the arguing
These rapping-a*s n***as be flocking
And it's gon' cost for a verse
If this rapping don't work
Then it's back putting bowls on the market
On God
Play with the gang
That's a curse
Teddy bears on T-shirt
How you slide and ain't hit your target
Huh
Pull up in space coupe like a Martian
Martian
Hundred round drum on my gun like I'm marchin'
Woah
Put that s**t on everyday like I'm Martin
Woah
Trap out the 'partments 'til they call the marshalls
Yeah
Catch me at Saks
No more shopping at Marshall's
If it's a problem
Gon' bome down and solve it
Yeah
Designer bags when I make a deposit
Pink patty Perc' and the Wock' got me dizzy and nauseous
Woah
Woah
Still hit the stage and I'll rock it
Yeah
Know I gotta pop it
Yeah
Water on me like a faucet
Drip
Beat the trap up like I'm boxing
Wait
Beat it up
Get on the beat and I
Woah
Get on the beat and I walk it
Sipping on Wock'
This ain't coffee
No coffee
Ice on my neck like a Frosty
Frosty
Surrounded by bosses
Talking broke s**t
Boy
You lost it
You lost it
Woah
Woah
I drop a bag and they go catch a body
Go get it
My b***h is too bad
I bought her a new body
New b***h
Scat Pack the Charger
This b***h a wide body
Do it again
Smoking dead n***as
I call 'em exotic
Do it again
No Jaden Smith
We keep sticks like a riot
Baow
Yeah
I rock me a show then re-up with the profit
Yeah
I set the trend and these lil' n***as copy
Yeah
I don't know why broke n***as make me the topic
Boom
Thirty racks stuffed in my pocket
Boom
Strapped up with this rocket
Boom
He dead if he think about robbing
He dead
I'ma pull up
Get to sparking
I'm not with the arguing
These rapping-a*s n***as be flocking
And it's gon' cost for a verse
If this rapping don't work
Then it's back putting bowls on the market
On God
Play with the gang
That's a curse
Teddy bears on T-shirt
How you slide and ain't hit your target
Frozone
Big Grim Reaper Gang
1818
Snatch a n***a soul
Can't get your soul back
Let's go
