The Reaper – A Boogie Wit da Hoodie – letras

I know I make you afraid (afraid)Nigga be very afraidTryna put dirt on my nameTryna put dirt on my nameBig body whips everydayI’m in the big body with ZaneI’m going right off the brainI’m going right off the brainMM, I’m going right off the brain, yeah, mmThe way you be saying my name, yeahYou do Percocets that’s how I know that you crazy (woah)Who am I to judge you I’m on the same thing, yeahI used to be on that back block, right where everybody sold sold crack rocksMe and T-Flee catching mad top, from a skeezer, I don’t need herI need Benz, Bentley’s, and BeamersIf you can take my bitch, keep herIt’s hoodie season, I’m the reaperI know you very afraidNigga be very afraidTryna throw dirt on my nameWanna put me in the graveNigga just watch what you sayNigga just watch what you sayingNiggas get shot everyday, ayy, but I ain’t afraidAmen, I wanna pray to God, just incase we catch a prey (prey)I could draw a weapon on you, that you can never trace (trace)Scope got a beam on it, y’all can see the Lay, zerAnd bros come before my hoes, yeahI don’t wanna ride with you girlI just wanna be your side niggaNiggas want a ride or die niggabut it’s never hoes, over my niggasNever hoes, over my niggasyeah, it’s never hoes, over my niggasHighbridge, 6″‘5’ niggaI swear, I’m gonna be this till I fucking die niggaAin’t no need for me to lie to yaYou say you riding, who you riding for?When it’s static, you don’t go outside no moreYou say you with the shits, but not for sureYou say you with the shits, but not for sureI ain’t never been this fly before Christian Louboutins and Christian DiorI used to never get paidI used to never get paidNow I can’t remember my nameAll of these bitches been calling me baeNow I got watches and chains, feeling like I just hopped out a lakeI put that Glock to your brain if you touch it, even if it was a mistakeI know you very afraidNigga be very afraidTryna throw dirt on my nameWanna put me in the graveNigga just watch what you sayNigga just watch what you sayNiggas get shot everyday, ayy, but I ain’t afraidAmen, I wanna pray to God, just incase we catch a prey (prey)I could draw a weapon on you, that you never trace (trace)Scope got a beam on it, y’all can see the Lay, zerAnd bros come before my hoes, yeah