[Verse 1: J.K. The Reaper]
You's a motherfucking duck nigga (ay)
I can’t fuck with fuck niggas
All I know is drug dealers and, young niggas
I'm from Carolina where the racists had them torches (ay)
Look around the room and, all I see pussies like an orgy
That's why I’m gone keep this 48 ‘til I'm 40 (uh)
I want to call Rick and Morty
Take his Jordans
Turn him into an organ donor
Bitch I'm nervous
I'm twisted off this gin
Give a fuck about a friend
They gone end up being an enemy in the end
In the... (wait)
Oh my God
Holy Shit
Fuck with you saying I'm Broly bitch
Calling my kamikaze ghost
Saying my name then, I'm at yo door (yuh)
Candy-Man, Candy-Man, taking your bitch out to Candyland
Better headshot on your first try
Cause if a nigga miss he a dead man (yuh)


[Hook: J.K. The Reaper]
Yea, howlin' at the moon
Bitch I clean how I sweep 'em with the broom
You’ll understand soon
When I die, play this in my tomb
I’m a real nigga, not a cartoon
Fuck 'em with the-
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