Reaper 作词 : Marcellus Rayvon Register/James Johnson IV/Philip Glen-Earl Peaks/PAULO RODRIGUEZ/Charles Forsberg III/Mark Anthony Masters Jr. 作曲 : Marcellus Rayvon Register/James Johnson IV/Philip Glen-Earl Peaks/PAULO RODRIGUEZ/Charles Forsberg III/Mark Anthony Masters Jr. Undrop the feenie, overdid it with the car scent Super ham doggy far away from being Clark Kent Chrome on the t-shirt, I think that's where my heart went Ain't no water gun, but I'll pull up, leave the park drenched Wood full of ah, think I'm running out of oxygen Young as hell, but I know the game like I'm Popovich Megatron, throw the bag up, I ain't dropping shit Scamstar fluke ID, it say Dominic Off a ten probably got a script, I could cop a brick It's SBDSM how I'm not the shit Can't waste time, but no matter what the clock gon' tick Chillin' at the top, my opps at the bottom pissed Red eye, cut the traction off, I might pop a wheelie If you made something out of nothing, then you got to feel me, shit I don't know magic but it look like it Trying to catch this wide body, it's gonna have the hook flying It ain't take shit, push the pedal and I shook by 'em Hit the side street and cut the car off Shit, look at me, I'm my neighborhood's finest No head, zero cap, I'm a starboy What you know about top-down sunset California drip? What you know about Rolls Royce back to back, like the money team? What you know about Trackhawks, hellcats fleeing from the scene? Staying on Go everything green That money coming fast, I'm serious Engine too loud, I ain't hearing it Four, a lil' cream my experiment Aye, find a route, I'm coming for my folks like Harriet I know she bad but she got miles like Darius I'm thinking bout a brand new Benz, the AMG I done put two best friends in just two seats It's common sense you don't work, you don't eat They might think I'm banging crip, I rock two Cs Before I go, put codeine in my IV I hope you know it's hard out here and harder to leave Lately, I've been scouting these baddies, I'm building a team This paper got me doing magic woke up in a dream What you know about top-down sunset California drip? What you know about Rolls Royce back to back, like the money team? What you know about Trackhawks, hellcats fleeing from the scene? Staying on Go everything green Chillin' at the Waldorf eleven hunnid a night Press a button top peel off, I'm loving this life Ask a bitch how she feel is we ****ing tonight I was a badass kid, I was covered in white Look at me now, I'm froze neck covered in ice Look at the kids they staring when I stop at the light Look at the hoes, they see me they ****ing on sight Ghetto married to the gang threw a bucket in rice Am I in love? Hell yeah, in love with the pint But she ain't got her own bag, she ain't really my type I show love and they stab me in the back with a knife I took the knife and cut dough with it, now we alright What you know about top-down sunset California drip? What you know about Rolls Royce back to back, like the money team? What you know about Trackhawks, hellcats fleeing from the scene? Staying on Go everything green