reedleyreaper - Brass Lyrics

Turn into a stain
No this not a f*cking game
Bitch you turn into a stain
No this not a f*cking game
Bitch you turn into a stain
No this not a f*cking game
Bitch you turn into a stain
No this not a f*cking game
Bitch you know of the clan
Click
Tuck it in the back
Always got the guard up always stomping on the rats
Cause I'm verified to smoke you in a second bitch go splat
I might die in any second 40 got my f*cking back
Why you f*ck with the dope mane
Spazing for a gram
Used to be the laughing topic I got you eating from my hand
I get it on the first time I don't need another chance
Cinder got me going crazy bitch I'm blowing bands
Where's my money run it up
Break your teeth right with these knucks
You out of luck ho
I'm always scheming with the f*cking clan
Bitch she's saying that she love me bitch Ill never be that man
Menace til I f*cking die menace til I f*cking crash
Never let a ho f*ck with my money bitch 'll get a slap
Run it back
Run it back
Throw it back ho just like that
Bitch I only feel alive when I'm making all these stacks
Just hope you ain't on the wrong side of this muthaf*cking gat ho
Bitch you turn into a stain
No this not a f*cking game
Running with the forty five I duck my head I keep my brain
Get the dough
Get the bag
Just don't stay up in the range
Cause I'm running with the forty five take your life with an aim