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Grimreaper (feat. Clly) lyrics

Performer Nyron

Grimreaper (feat. Clly) song lyrics by Nyron official

Grimreaper (feat. Clly) is a song in English

Bitch, I'm tweakin', young nigga, he been livin' bad
Got 40 on your ass, bitch, I'm bout to spaz
I'm gettin' too much cash, I'm gettin' too much cash
I'm blowin' too much gas, I'm blowin' too much gas
Huh, huh, huh, huh, know that I stay with a zip
MAC-10 all on my hip, that shit, it came with a grip
Up in that nigga's dip, I get that guap and I flip
Know a young nigga a pimp, half of these niggas be simps
My homie walk with a limp, okay, okay, okay, okay
What's happenin', bitch, let's go
Macaroni, cheese in my pocket, bitch, I'm tryna get more
You could send that shit through Zelle and PayPal, bitch, I don't got Venmo
No, I don't got cash app
My homie, that nigga take ya ass right off the map
Know that I ride with that strap
My diamonds water, not tap
I got that cheese, no bap
Stay with them Gleez, no bap
Lil' bitch, I had to adapt
Now, yo ho', she sittin' right in my lap
I don't even know how to rap
Sippin' that Wocky', I got' take a nap
Huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, okay
Puffin' them ashes, call me the Reaper
Don't even keep her, you know I'ma leave her
Blowing my phone, she say she a eater
Give me a flare, I cop me a Beamer
Cop me a Beamer and bro caught a Benz
Gettin' the guap, I ain't send no trends, yeah
Ayy, soulless, take control
Hop in the Ghost and then I go ghost
Ayy, Diamonds, they stay froze
Touchin' my heart and gettin' real cold
Ayy, better watch your nose
Goin' outside, gotta keep my pole
Ayy, don't even care about you
I'm outside, I know who I know
Ayy, yeah, whippin' the crack' like coke
Ayy, police be tappin' my phone
Hit it one time, now she ain't home
Feel like I'm Slade', I'm cuttin' your throat
Get in my Duffy, it's up in the tote
Hop in the Ghost while I'm hittin' a note
Watchin' your back, cause you might go choke
Ayy, yeah, ayy, shh, shh, shh, shh, ayy, yeah
I'm off the dome, hit it one time cause' I came with a cloak
Swear that she's close
Suffin' that coke and then down in her throat
Drownin' my thoughts while I came with a float
Water, my neck, like I came with a boat
Watchin' your back like you droppin' the soap (pause)
Ayy, shh, shh, shh, yeah, shh, yeah
Okay, smokin' them ashes, call me the Reaper
Don't even keep her, you know I'ma leave her
Blowin' my phone, she said she ain't eater
Give me a flare, I cop me a Beamer
Cop me a Beamer and bro caught a Benz
Gettin' this Guap, ain't send no trends, yeah
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Writer: aaronton bills
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