Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight
Shout out to the wok guy that nigga gettin paid
My real names grim but you can call me reaper,
You ever paid attention in there? me either
Shout out to you shit talkers at my lunch table
Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible
Shout out to aberdeen 1415 north b street
Take cee around town as if everything cheap
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either
The grim reaper took him and now he's a sleeper
And i can admire your body but your mind is much deeper
Coming quicker to your death call me the grim reaper,
Scary like the grim reaper,
That damier bag i bought her
Scary like the grim reaper,
And that i spent the night with her
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