Lyrics: kweeel
Music: kweeel
Reapers on the door
askin for prices on that ghost
want my money up, deal is done go slomo on those hoes
blood bath on the floor, triple 6 be on a row
need no bodyguard, reapers on the door like
woah woah woah nose bleed ice on wrist
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κ³Όκ°μ±λΌλ²λ¦° λͺΈ
λ€μ λλ λμ κ²½κ³μ
μλ‘ μ°κ²°λ νλ‘ μμ μΌμ§ μ ꡬ
κ²μ μκ°λ€ 꼬리νμ λΆμ΄μμ΄ μ«μ 666
fuk want my money up
μ°λ¬μ Έ λ€ like domino
μ΄κ±΄μ μ better suit it up
fuk μΈκΈ°λ§ burn it up
boys donβt cry we growin up
μ μμ κΉ¨λ©΄μ 거리λ‘
worst nightmare all bout ur love
λ―Έλ λ΄ κ° μΈλ‘λ€
λλ¨ μ΄κ±Έ μ΄ν΄ λͺ»ν΄
μλ€ μ¬μ΄λΉ κ·λ₯Ό λ§κ³ μ λ΄ κ²½μμ κ±°μΈ μμ
λ΄ μΉκ΅¬λ€ μ§νμ
μ 그리μ μκ° μ΄μ
λ±κ³ μΉ¨ λ¬λΉμ
λ»μμμλͺ»μλ°κ³ λ λμΌ
i ball till i fall switchin side whenever i want
μλμ² λ€μμ μΈκ² μ° λ μ§ν κ°λ€λ²λ €
μ΄κ±΄ ν©λ² μκΎΈ μμ΄λ²λ € λ§μ μμ¬μ μ°Έλλ²
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