Grim Reaper

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HonxhoDaHurk

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RxTaliban, I turn the trap into a pharmacy
Brodie he play with them squares, you would think it's geometry
You ain't down to slide, you can't hop in the car with me
75 in the drake, make this bitch sing a harmony
762s, it'll f*ck up your arteries
I'm passing the gas, excuse me, pardon me
I'm flexing the cash, like I hit the lottery
I got a bag, now hoes trying to swallow me
I took a few Ls, but I'm back at it
My mind stuck on money, just like magnet
I got an addiction, getting money a habit
Off White and Dior, I'm trapping in fashion
F*ck nigga play, he get put in a casket
Bitch Ima shooter I don't need to practice
Feel like I'm A.I., come thru shooting baskets
Send shots out the A.R., you know this bitch accurate
RxTaliban shit, lil bitch I'm the captain
Get your ass hit with the switch for capping
Chop make a nigga dance, Mike Jackson
On the way to the bank, counting up, I be laughing
Get the backend on the pack, I be taxing
In the trap, we busting them pounds out the plastic
HonxhoDaHurk, bitch you know I'm bout action
30 on me, nigga I don't be lacking
All black hoodie, feel like the grim reaper
About to set this shit off, but this ain't Queen Latifah
Say hello to the Glock, lil bitch it's nice to meet you
If your ass scared? Nigga better call a preacher
Im a made/maid nigga, I ain't talking house keeper
Za, perks, and the lean, i done caught a trap fever
Come shop with me, lil bitch I got it cheaper
The Nina a ratchet bitch, but she still a keeper
I got pink tens, I got RPs
Camp on a opp block, like a RV
We put opp niggas on I.V's
Give him face shots, ain't no I.D
We keep tools, just like O'Reilly's
Make a bitch nigga hit high knees
Wish a f*ck nigga would try me
Two twin Glocks, I call it Siamese
And them bitches beside me
I'm in the trap, bitch you know where to find me
My nigga will blitz you, they some like a lineman
Come thru on the block, spray shit, like a fireman
Feel like Tony Starks, cause I keep that Iron Man
Trying to ice out my neck, and fill it with diamonds
Real nigga, bitch my name define it
Bitch do what I say, like my name was Simon
They like Hurk where you been? Lil bitch I been grinding
Bitch I been grinding, stacking them Benji's
You can't catch me lacking, I stay with the semi
Talk about racks, we done ran up plenty
These rappers? They actors, they need a Emmy
I'm pouring codeine, no this ain't no Henny
Keep sipping this lean, it's gone f*ck up my kidney
I'm on that bullshit, I feel Jimmy
Rule number one in the street, keep a glizzy
Book me for a show, Ima shut down the party
I peep the hate thru the lens of the Carti's
Turnt up in the club, he got hit with Bacardi
Like Down syndrome, I go retarded
You drawing tips, Ima paint like a artist
He got hit with the glick, now he dearly departed
I'm down to do a drill, like a sergeant
Hop out, walk down, trying to hit my target

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