Clayy - I Saw the Reaper Outside of Los Angeles (feat. Midd) Lyrics

Every night it's all the same
Whiskey, Henny bitches wanna taste
And she drop down and she ain't finna pray
And she get to it while I fade away
Fade away, yeah
Every night it's all the same
Whiskey, Henny bitches love the taste
And she drop down and she ain't finna pray
And she get to it while I fade away
Fade Away, yeah
These women feel the same way
When they wanna
I only f*ck the same way when I wanna
It's funny
Caught these bitches in a coma
Used to never want me but they caught that Midd aroma
I feel the wheel up in the sky
You hate the fact that I'm the why
Why you gotta paint me like this
I'm the villain, I'm the dog in this bitch
Every night it's all the same
Whiskey, Henny bitches wanna taste
And she drop down and she ain't finna pray
And she get to it while I fade away
Fade away, yeah
Every night it's all the same
Whiskey, Henny bitches love the taste
And she drop down and she ain't finna pray
And she get to it while I fade away
Fade Away, yeah
It's a daily type of grind
Man I'm doing this for life
Every night a little different
Yeah it got me feeling right
And she moving way too slow
Bitch I wanna lay the pipe
It's a feeling, not a problem
I'll be doing this for life
I been doing this a while now
We gon' push it in the ride hop inside now
If I make it out alive Imma grind now
I'mma go another night if it's right now
Every night it's all the same
Whiskey, Henny bitches wanna taste
And she drop down and she ain't finna pray
And she get to it while I fade away
Fade away, yeah
Every night it's all the same
Whiskey, Henny bitches love the taste
And she drop down and she ain't finna pray
And she get to it while I fade away
Fade Away, yeah