J.K. The Reaper - Bwoii lyrics

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry] Who is that n***a that's intergalactically f**ing all your b**hes He's snapping and chatting our home girl as she's s**ing on my dizznick God base, bad b**h, walk up to her to her sprinkle the sentence Dip on a dose of this pimpin equals submission at longer extension My n***a you lame Drug dealers be switching to Santa Claus instead of a cane n***a your memories are dropped Denny Cascade better watch your brain f** them other n***as mane They're not icy, they don't ball As they got me scattered brain See my thoughts across the wall Damn, and I'm an abyssal I'm more than a kid, so baby girl get the best of me In and out and in and out continue my pimping legacy Denny Cascade the universe is saying Slumber in my bed post as I meditate and lay Blowing that Luke Skywalker kush, Reflex under my n***a I could And if this ain't my n***a you hood Pu Pu Pu Pu You dead or you shook Damn, Real n***a still will k** n***as have you lying still n***a nah nah for real n***a, but went up your Hilfiger [Verse 2: Nell] It's the notorious spitter, kicking it with my n***as From the Vill ,tryna bill all my n***as can keep it real My people sittin in cells placing robbery with a steel Jumping numbers on every bail just so they can get out to k** They arresting Lee Hart Infield living the life of a cotton mill Enlighten by Christ so I see the wrong in my right Every night he gone off the marijuana from Cali to Arizona I get bad b**h, bonus she b**h I hit Homies gotta take you by the edge no stitch and give Donors (daily) n***as on my side play crazy It's new fake shot to wanna roll me the Glock Drop it, but me Imma do it like the players do Mac witchu boo sipping purple juice Your b**h wanna chill cuz she know the truth Is my clique too trill living virtual (so clique too my trill living virtual) (Clique too trill living virtual)x2 [Verse 3: Denzel Curry] That ain't reality its blocked the animality That n***a possessed on the system on the exorcist anatomy Radically rebellious to the f**ery and f*ggotry, not as a caution that you cannot sugar me Not by the doctor with boy with the aga**i that you got I'm the antagonist to the plot of how America with three K's wanna see n***as got cake That's the operation for the country separation Segregate and divide and conquer they wanna see us dead(eh) Planet of the apes cuz now n***as wearing bape Put a color in coordination that's why n***as hate on Dre But he black too like a tattoo, report his color and Trying to separate the kin from the mixture of the skin f** a b**h B M Dub 96 they k**ed the thug Now it's us against the world new millennium n***as like us Drop the late sh** down but you prolly gone hear me just like believe me in night and look for you and Ripley,(Why) Wha wha [Verse 4: JK the Reaper] f** that though you don't gotta believe cuz n***a like us all have weed I got plenty shrooms when I walk in the room get any b**h here high off me Tryna put the word through my penmanship Cuz you don't get the sh** cuz your inferior Imma go slap on my interior boy Toungue loud we ain't hearing ya boy Trap the photo full who has been noticed me n***a in jail and I'm sending them photos I hoping they know that I'm out here grinding for a muthaf**in reason Clock n***as on the IPod season what is your meaningful dream Better wake your punk a** up Like Sway in the morning I'm down and recording as early as hell Quickly cops wanna throw me in jail, What the f**? I just be coolin You ain't dropped off sh** let me school Ya Don't let this rap sh** fool Ya I don't want beef, I illuminate until we see the gates and this God says that we face As I k** the Sphinx with a rival verse C9 is like Steve Jobs birth n***a that's the future God gla**es I see right through Ya f** n***a when I f** which and don't No body no body f** with my kitchen Cuz we cooking the difference You n***as ain't doing sh** different Respect my vision little boy