Only the Reapers YFG FATSO

[Intro]
Always sayin' this shit, I might say it too much, but they knowin' lil' Go been the biggest (Cuda, you made this?)
Still tryna kill these ho niggas before I make it, I ain't keep on spinnin'
Come on

[Chorus]
Look at Go, he done did some shit (Come on)
Changed up on me, I still could hit it
Drac' got a red wood, I hit bro for it, I wonder if I could get it (Let me get that)
Dick in her mouth, guess who been dickin' her down before and durin' your sentence (Come here, come here)
RTC, me and my Reaps gets hats, bitch, we tryna reap the city (Aw, man)
Always sayin' this shit, I might say it too much, but thеy knowin' lil' Go been the biggest (Aw, man)
Still tryna kill thesе ho niggas before I make it, I ain't tryna keep on spinnin' (Come on)
Lil' bro twelve, he tellin' me give him a switch, so I did, bro, we in the trenches (I gave him that bitch)
Boxes of bullets and Carbons on top of the car, just look in, it's a bunch of them bitches (Nigga)

[Verse]
I buy a bundle of switches (Come on, come on)
Ain't cheap, I'm buyin' bundles for bitches
Kill every opp in the way, here go the Drac', you don't gotta go shoot with no pistol (Come on, come on)
First shot bro took, it had hit him (Frr)
Face cards, we makin' days out niggas (We makin' days)
Hey there, hey lil' boy, he ready to score, swear this ten bring the daze out a nigga (Hey lil' boy)
I can't post my lo' 'cause IG hoes always in there hangin' with me (They always there)
Soon as I hear bro name, I'ma instantly spin, I ain't tryna talk, I know who did it (I ain't tryna talk, nah)
Jump out the car, I'm shootin' first, when I'm poppin' my door, I'ma murder whoever against me
Ready to bust me a cap, when I come through the door, I'ma murder somethin' for lil' Timmy
Still on probation, I'm not even totin' my banger, I promise, a gun nowhere near me (I promise to God)
We turn the shooter to singer, he cried out a note, he done went Queen B on a nigga (Aw, man)
Bullets got close, so I instantly went to the floor and I shot out the feet of a nigga (Aw, man)
He turned ghost, but I seen him tryna run out the score, but I put ARP on a nigga (Come on, come on)
Ten feet tall, niggas go six feet deep to the fire in new wooden boxes (Come on, come on)
Everybody armed, then tell 'em we Reapers in here, we ain't playin' that shit with nobody
I took a nigga who wasn't worth shit and I put him out, this nigga up for adoption (He up for adoption)
Fuck is you doin' in the car? You ain't drivin' or shootin' or tryin', you sittin' there watchin' (Come on)