Dragging body's in the ranger
You in danger
Mr colonel reaper major
Grabbing Jesus out the manger
Throw him in the f*cking lake
Hold on let me reconnect
Logged off sipping wock and tec
Got yo bitch out in my Benz looking like a bobble head
Looking like i outta bought a Glock and let if of instead
Leave her leaking laying dead
Ain't no need to play pretend
Ain't no need to fall to knees and pray to f*cking making amends
Sendemup the gang we leave em hanging by a f*cking thread
Keeping that chop
On me
Sending em shots
For free
I'm at yo house with my feet on yo couch
Stealing yo grandma morphine
Spin yo block
With the Glock
With the pop pop
Hit a po po
In the drop top f*ck cops
Cutting em up with the blade
Like a box top
Follow the blood drops
Hit with the buck shot
Shoot up the dope
Who want the smoke
Who want bow bow bow
From the 9mm
Or the 1 centimeter
Hanging out the 2 seater
With the heater
Buried underneath the cedar
Out the freezer with a fever
Hacksaw to the pump
Make a f*ckboy jump
Slug in he back
Get back he slumped
Get tossed in the bed
Get dropped at the dump
Got pulp in the mud
Got bumps of that yup
Sendemup 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
He running like gump
I bury that chump
I pull out the fye
F*ck boy what's up
F*ck boy he done
I'm really reaping like I whip a hearse
Read my verse in reverse
And I'm leaving a curse
Poking holes in his shirt with the blade
Grab my spade now he laid in the dirt
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Dragging body's in the ranger
You in danger
Mr colonel reaper major
Grabbing Jesus out the manger
Throw him in the f*cking lake
Hold on let me reconnect
Logged off sipping wock and tec
Got yo bitch out in my Benz looking like a bobble head
Looking like i outta bought a Glock and let if of instead
Leave her leaking laying dead
Ain't no need to play pretend
Ain't no need to fall to knees and pray to f*cking making amends
Sendemup the gang we leave em hanging by a f*cking thread
Keeping that chop
On me
Sending em shots
For free
I'm at yo house with my feet on yo couch
Stealing yo grandma morphine
Spin yo block
With the Glock
With the pop pop
Hit a po po
In the drop top f*ck cops
Cutting em up with the blade
Like a box top
Follow the blood drops
Hit with the buck shot
Shoot up the dope
Who want the smoke
Who want bow bow bow
From the 9mm
Or the 1 centimeter
Hanging out the 2 seater
With the heater
Buried underneath the cedar
Out the freezer with a fever
Hacksaw to the pump
Make a f*ckboy jump
Slug in he back
Get back he slumped
Get tossed in the bed
Get dropped at the dump
Got pulp in the mud
Got bumps of that yup
Sendemup 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
He running like gump
I bury that chump
I pull out the fye
F*ck boy what's up
F*ck boy he done
I'm really reaping like I whip a hearse
Read my verse in reverse
And I'm leaving a curse
Poking holes in his shirt with the blade
Grab my spade now he laid in the dirt
You in danger
Mr colonel reaper major
Grabbing Jesus out the manger
Throw him in the f*cking lake
Hold on let me reconnect
Logged off sipping wock and tec
Got yo bitch out in my Benz looking like a bobble head
Looking like i outta bought a Glock and let if of instead
Leave her leaking laying dead
Ain't no need to play pretend
Ain't no need to fall to knees and pray to f*cking making amends
Sendemup the gang we leave em hanging by a f*cking thread
Keeping that chop
On me
Sending em shots
For free
I'm at yo house with my feet on yo couch
Stealing yo grandma morphine
Spin yo block
With the Glock
With the pop pop
Hit a po po
In the drop top f*ck cops
Cutting em up with the blade
Like a box top
Follow the blood drops
Hit with the buck shot
Shoot up the dope
Who want the smoke
Who want bow bow bow
From the 9mm
Or the 1 centimeter
Hanging out the 2 seater
With the heater
Buried underneath the cedar
Out the freezer with a fever
Hacksaw to the pump
Make a f*ckboy jump
Slug in he back
Get back he slumped
Get tossed in the bed
Get dropped at the dump
Got pulp in the mud
Got bumps of that yup
Sendemup 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
He running like gump
I bury that chump
I pull out the fye
F*ck boy what's up
F*ck boy he done
I'm really reaping like I whip a hearse
Read my verse in reverse
And I'm leaving a curse
Poking holes in his shirt with the blade
Grab my spade now he laid in the dirt
Writer: Tyler Hill
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid