Reaper's Child

Dont you make the wrong move cause we gon pop it off He was playin w his head we had to knock it off Them pounds coming vacuum sealed & ima drop it off Pounds coming vacuum sealed & ima drop it off I ain't chasing no bitches I chase niggas no Diddy This shit coming rapid threw a switch on back the 50 The law post on that strip so bending that block kinda risky We done sent your man far far away I know you miss em' If I'm hopping out that car then boy believe me ima chase him When we bending yeah we bang like PG-13 off the Pacers He got hit with mixed shots pussy choose a flavor Had his head down in his phone see you later alligator How dare you play that field when you know you ain't have your cleats He a "cold hearted killer" we gon' fill his ass with heat Not going back and forth on Instagram we leave it in the street This big ass fucking yop I bet it knock you out your sneaks He can pop his shit for now cause we ain't get up with him yet Give his ass a yoga class leave his dumbass stretched DOA dead on arrival bitch you know we make a mess Boy you know we coming to you when my phone get that address He felt them shots from out the 10 I tap the button left him critical Breathing off of cords and I ain't talking bout' umbilical Lying on your wreck you claiming all this shit you didn't do You can run but you can't trip cause if you fall you know we sending you I bump my head pray to Allah hope he forgive me for my sins Protect me at all times and he watch over all my friends If it's a war then it's a war I ain't the type to make amends They call him "Margarita Boy" cause he caught shots out different gens Uh I bang the pound just like a veteran You said you miss your man go to his grave and send a letter then I ain't taking nothing lightly pussy who you threatening He can't remember shit let's turn his homie to remembrance Die slow