Heaven - Grim reaper Lyrics

Oh my god, stop the music
Killling these bitchs no stick grim reaper (yeaaaa)
Ice on me yea I'm too cold no freezer (yeaaaa)
Bad bitch dressed in black Imma dime I'm a keeper (yeaaaa)
And your nigga is a nat you can have Em ion need emm
If we gotta problem we can run it up
If I'm on your roster than these Bitches Gon be outta luck
Got him Callin
But I ain't gon' answer, leave that Nigga stuck
Simply, I don't give a f*ck
These bitches ain't real enough
Wanknow where I got it, need the link
Because my swag be tough
Smokin' On that za and
She gon' pass it, then I take a puff
Do this rapping shit, it's light
Hit me for a deal, I might
Higher than The moon No, no kite
Beatin' up the beat, no Mic (damnnn)
Killling these bitchs no stick grim Reaper (yeaaaa)
Ice on me yea I'm too cold no freezer (yeaaaa)
Bad bitch dressed in black
Imma dime I'm a keeper (yeaaaa)
And your nigga is a nat you can have Em ion need emm
Killling these bitchs no stick grim Reaper (yeaaaa)
Ice on me yea I'm too cold no freezer (yeaaaa)
Bad bitch dressed in black
Imma dime I'm a keeper (yeaaaa)
And your nigga is a nat you can have Em ion need emm
Took my swag, I had to put these Bitches on again
Said I'm in my bag and now the Money's comin' in
I just post a song and now the label's Callin' in
Going hard again
No, I can't fall again
Ms skate on any beat, yeah, I'ma eat Up
And ain't no ho better than me
So I kick my feet up
She said she my biggest fan, she Wanna have a meet up
She said she my biggest opp, but I Ain't never seen her.