Mean while
I'm chilling high like I'm senile
You say you don't like my style but you be in denial
Every night ima spit a little freestyle
Don't talk shit I got your mother on my speed dial
I'm a rapper they say I wasnt gone be this
Bitches talking shit say I not gone be shit
When I'm making mula they ain't gonna see shit
Me and my homies always chilling on that g shit
F*ck the sound in your speakers
Ima kill it and I resurrect it I'm a reaper
Never repedative Stay chilling up in your seat bra
Next thing you know I'm snorting lines like a zebra
F*ck that extra shit
Ima serial killer I'm on that dexter shit
I'm a murderer on tracks I'm making the next hit so pack me up a cone and give me the next hit
One cone
Two cone
Three cone
Four
Knock knock knock the police is at the door
Too f*cked up but ima have one more
Cops bust in now they be filing my report
F*ck the pigs yeah f*ck the system
They need evidence to raid play my tracks and listen
The shit I rap about is anything but legal
Don't even need a sniffer dog shit go grab a beagle
Coz you could smell that shit a mile away
I'm just smoking and I'm drinking for a finer day
I get a lighter mate
I grab a bong they asking what it be for
I say pack me up a cone ima have one more
Ima murder this
My flow you haven't heard of this
I'm going psycho like Charlie Manson when he murders kids
I'm burning spliffs
Burning jays
My lighter making fire that be lighter than the sun rays
Close the curtains bitch
Some days
I'm thinking f*ck all the hate
You think I give a f*ck what you say no way
You could pray to god its only one way
So if you wanna love another day you better run away
Pack the reefer getting high like wiz Khalifa
Like I said 34 lines ago I'm the f*cking reaper
No needa be the repeater I'm flying like a griffin like my name was f*cking Peter
I don't want your bitch you can keep her
I don't need her
Crack whore you should feed her
Looking likr god forgot to trol alt delete her
One cone
Two cone
Three cone
Four
Knock knock knock the police is at the door
Too f*cked up but ima have one more
Cops bust in now they be filing my report
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Mean while
I'm chilling high like I'm senile
You say you don't like my style but you be in denial
Every night ima spit a little freestyle
Don't talk shit I got your mother on my speed dial
I'm a rapper they say I wasnt gone be this
Bitches talking shit say I not gone be shit
When I'm making mula they ain't gonna see shit
Me and my homies always chilling on that g shit
F*ck the sound in your speakers
Ima kill it and I resurrect it I'm a reaper
Never repedative Stay chilling up in your seat bra
Next thing you know I'm snorting lines like a zebra
F*ck that extra shit
Ima serial killer I'm on that dexter shit
I'm a murderer on tracks I'm making the next hit so pack me up a cone and give me the next hit
One cone
Two cone
Three cone
Four
Knock knock knock the police is at the door
Too f*cked up but ima have one more
Cops bust in now they be filing my report
F*ck the pigs yeah f*ck the system
They need evidence to raid play my tracks and listen
The shit I rap about is anything but legal
Don't even need a sniffer dog shit go grab a beagle
Coz you could smell that shit a mile away
I'm just smoking and I'm drinking for a finer day
I get a lighter mate
I grab a bong they asking what it be for
I say pack me up a cone ima have one more
Ima murder this
My flow you haven't heard of this
I'm going psycho like Charlie Manson when he murders kids
I'm burning spliffs
Burning jays
My lighter making fire that be lighter than the sun rays
Close the curtains bitch
Some days
I'm thinking f*ck all the hate
You think I give a f*ck what you say no way
You could pray to god its only one way
So if you wanna love another day you better run away
Pack the reefer getting high like wiz Khalifa
Like I said 34 lines ago I'm the f*cking reaper
No needa be the repeater I'm flying like a griffin like my name was f*cking Peter
I don't want your bitch you can keep her
I don't need her
Crack whore you should feed her
Looking likr god forgot to trol alt delete her
One cone
Two cone
Three cone
Four
Knock knock knock the police is at the door
Too f*cked up but ima have one more
Cops bust in now they be filing my report
I'm chilling high like I'm senile
You say you don't like my style but you be in denial
Every night ima spit a little freestyle
Don't talk shit I got your mother on my speed dial
I'm a rapper they say I wasnt gone be this
Bitches talking shit say I not gone be shit
When I'm making mula they ain't gonna see shit
Me and my homies always chilling on that g shit
F*ck the sound in your speakers
Ima kill it and I resurrect it I'm a reaper
Never repedative Stay chilling up in your seat bra
Next thing you know I'm snorting lines like a zebra
F*ck that extra shit
Ima serial killer I'm on that dexter shit
I'm a murderer on tracks I'm making the next hit so pack me up a cone and give me the next hit
One cone
Two cone
Three cone
Four
Knock knock knock the police is at the door
Too f*cked up but ima have one more
Cops bust in now they be filing my report
F*ck the pigs yeah f*ck the system
They need evidence to raid play my tracks and listen
The shit I rap about is anything but legal
Don't even need a sniffer dog shit go grab a beagle
Coz you could smell that shit a mile away
I'm just smoking and I'm drinking for a finer day
I get a lighter mate
I grab a bong they asking what it be for
I say pack me up a cone ima have one more
Ima murder this
My flow you haven't heard of this
I'm going psycho like Charlie Manson when he murders kids
I'm burning spliffs
Burning jays
My lighter making fire that be lighter than the sun rays
Close the curtains bitch
Some days
I'm thinking f*ck all the hate
You think I give a f*ck what you say no way
You could pray to god its only one way
So if you wanna love another day you better run away
Pack the reefer getting high like wiz Khalifa
Like I said 34 lines ago I'm the f*cking reaper
No needa be the repeater I'm flying like a griffin like my name was f*cking Peter
I don't want your bitch you can keep her
I don't need her
Crack whore you should feed her
Looking likr god forgot to trol alt delete her
One cone
Two cone
Three cone
Four
Knock knock knock the police is at the door
Too f*cked up but ima have one more
Cops bust in now they be filing my report
Writer: Rhys Hansen
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