NHL Reece - 10 Lyrics

John Cena, these niggas can't see me
Ran that bag up, now they see us on TV
Yeah, Reece be packing heat (hot, hot)
Hit that, Damn hold up I'm geeked
12 pull up, we fleet on feet
New car, Track hawk Jeep
Put that shit on, I be flee
Your swag obsolete
Chase bank, or T.D (I smack)
Heard that, Pack T.D (let's trap)
Bad bitch, what you want out me?
Get your racks up, save that shit, you don't wanna go back on E (stack up)
You don't wanna be 45, saying kids don't be like me (flat as f*ck)
Hopped in that SRT and tore up the street
Shout out one way Frank, he just followed me
It's like as soon as I touch some money, everybody start calling me
I'm so blessed, it's like God called on me
F*ck wrong with my ex, she keep on blocking me (I miss you Audrey)
Been through a lot, f*ck negative energy ( f*ck it, keep that shit)
You can take whatever from me, I'm still a G (100)
Run that cash up, run that shit up, like 10 a G (what you want, I got that)
Book me for a show, okay, I need like 10 at least (10 ball)
I just ran into some fine shit, she a 10 Piece (come here, need that)
John Cena, these niggas can't see me
Ran that bag up, now they see us on TV
Yeah, Reece be packing heat (hot, hot)
Hit that, Damn hold up I'm geeked
12 pull up, we fleet on feet
New car, Track hawk Jeep
Put that shit on, I be flee
Your swag obsolete
Chase bank, or T.D (I smack)
Heard that, Pack T.D (let's trap)
Bad bitch, what you want out me?
Damn, I miss my dog (miss my dog)
We was skipping school, trapped out in the hall
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
I'm a ball for y'all (ball forever)
Wish that I could just get one call, yeah yeah