
austin reefuh (Ft. jssr)
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[Intro: reefuh]
I have to kill you (Ooh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
To save the king (Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn)
Ha, pteh (Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn)
(Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn)
(Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn)
(Oh man, goddamn, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: reefuh]
Ayy, airbase, Wock' poured, dumbfound (Bleh)
Uh, soft case, M4 gun sound (Come on)
Tris', Tris', Tris'
Pourin' green in a compound (It's on)
That's sip, sip, sip
Boy, your team in the background (Okay)
[Verse 1: reefuh & jssr]
Ha, boy, this gas got me coughin' (*Cough*)
Layin' in a coffin, your brother do that often (Woo)
Bad lil' bitch from Austin (Heh), turnt into a goblin (Ugh, woo)
I can't 'ford to focus, blue-face on me, J. McLaughlin (Whoa, ugh)
Die 'bout a body, let's see where that leave 'em (Ugh)
I'm in the crib, weak as fuck off the reefer
Too many hoes on the line, need a beeper (Ugh)
An arm and a leg for a eight bar feature
Ugh, like, you gotta be kiddin' me
Fuck around, shoot when he in my vicinity
All of these mini-mes, they all belittle me
Go get a job, L-O-L, you killin' me
Smokin' on Pressure, left in a stretcher
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah, yeah)
Put on a header, how he get deader
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah, yeah)
Reefuh so clever, boy an endeavor
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, hand on the leather, boy, get better
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I have to kill you (Ooh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
To save the king (Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn)
Ha, pteh (Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn)
(Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn)
(Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn)
(Oh man, goddamn, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: reefuh]
Ayy, airbase, Wock' poured, dumbfound (Bleh)
Uh, soft case, M4 gun sound (Come on)
Tris', Tris', Tris'
Pourin' green in a compound (It's on)
That's sip, sip, sip
Boy, your team in the background (Okay)
[Verse 1: reefuh & jssr]
Ha, boy, this gas got me coughin' (*Cough*)
Layin' in a coffin, your brother do that often (Woo)
Bad lil' bitch from Austin (Heh), turnt into a goblin (Ugh, woo)
I can't 'ford to focus, blue-face on me, J. McLaughlin (Whoa, ugh)
Die 'bout a body, let's see where that leave 'em (Ugh)
I'm in the crib, weak as fuck off the reefer
Too many hoes on the line, need a beeper (Ugh)
An arm and a leg for a eight bar feature
Ugh, like, you gotta be kiddin' me
Fuck around, shoot when he in my vicinity
All of these mini-mes, they all belittle me
Go get a job, L-O-L, you killin' me
Smokin' on Pressure, left in a stretcher
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah, yeah)
Put on a header, how he get deader
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah, yeah)
Reefuh so clever, boy an endeavor
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, hand on the leather, boy, get better
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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