sidekick

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hate keep me goin, love dont mean shit
snakes keep hoein me, they gon end up in a ditch
rock out for them ppl rolling stones
they wont shed no blood i wont break no bones
bitch i love myself that's far as it goes
they went down dat path i paved that road

regulated dreams they wont let u get too far
i done smoked all of my weed i aint think id hit the rock
wake up for my needs den go to sleep aint check my calls
saw my dawg od the shit had tore down all my walls
you gone push the cart im gone push the car to start
bitch im a archer shootin out darts
stopped tryna stand out and just played my part

i got dis year its reef
im pushing a urus n keeping it brief
you pourin out beer its embarrassing please
im smokin on me it keep me at ease
im surrounded by gnats lord of the flies
i rock yellow n black king of the bees
you play with the kid could fuck round die
designer my baby need 2 of the c's
im talking 2 god way too high
cup on moses split red sea
potato the barrel ya boy'll get fried
fuck first pick naw i just need me

carpe them on sight get seized
the chop like cameron boyce its gon shake
im back on dat shit oh he too legit? to quit
im on fye no bic
gold watch rock jeweler piss
how many times did i make a bitch?
the champ right here like jadakiss

u aint know i run it?
i put it energizer bunny (in her)
fuk da fame i need money
im running laps they just wanna be funny
and all them snakes they be cunning
claiming they first boy i been done it
no i cant be tamed boy ru a dummy
u get hit long range for beak running

mama think that im possessed 
cuz i aim right for they chest 
i wanna see 
blood blood blood

make sure that she set 
ima need them hunnids by the check
wanna see dem 
dubs dubs dubs

fuck a couple cards i showed u my whole damn deck
i hate
love love love

i live life like tlc 
if it come down to u and me
dont want no 
scrub scrub scrubs

mama think that im possessed 
cuz i aim right for they chest 
i wanna see 
blood blood blood

make sure that she set 
ima need them hunnids by the check
wanna see dem 
dubs dubs dubs

that's as far as it goes

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how bout u give it up
it dont get better than reef
you was better off watching the cinema
money for bond if i turn to a visitor
yall vs me eh the chances are minimum
remember when i put it on god that aint normal
you get whacked bout a bitch like im greg norman
ill lay down the hook like im george foreman
akorn till the morning im still pouring
lil brudda od'd on a thrill and they still mourning
gave this bitch a year and she still boring
you could cut off my hands boy im stll scoring
they been sleep on the kid and they still snoring
bill cosby its fuck em
my lil sniper from outta the states so i call his ass tris cucker

hunnids and fifties lil reefer just rap about money
what if i was spitting bout titties, my lil brother die bout some titties
or maybe a bunny, im fresh out the tomb like a mummy
you fresh out the womb cuz im fucking yo mummy
x made me crash like a dummy, get to dat kash like im dami
promethazine looking pissy, the glock told him nose now he runny

rock bout a check i'll kill for a band 
just land in japan and flew back wit a tan
if im claiming da goat then im sorry i am
my sniper on timing i bought him a ap
now i call him ap sam i am, cuz he turn they brain to eggs and ham
if i was in creed im not throwing hands
this t-33'll leave shit in his pants

sipping rose, i could rly gaf bout what a hoe say
i dont play bout closure, she ride the pickle n shit like its kosher
i come first like a brochure, or a brochure
u had a band on u why u cut yo bro short?
i deliver new sons like a pro stork
bitch im in a cullinan u still driving a old ford
(couldn't be me)

or maybe it could, keep dat bitch on me im good
im stuffin a trey in da wood
sippin hi tech boy da cup been on blood
did u hear ya new shit? that shit was a dud
king reef gen z king tut
glock 19 gen 3 better duck
hop innat foreign and burn da bitch up

i got a x pill belly, im in da ville pussy no nelly
bih get off yo phone, we in the telly
the chop came pink my machine gun kelly
smucker up boy this bih kiss you and turn u to jelly
and bag up ya belly goddamn i feel like machiavelli
piss in da cup boy im sipping r kelly
hurricane katrina audemar skelly

fuck a bullet i want proof, they aint know i was bullet proof
i woke up in space dozed off in a range rover
i wake up and spit id be pissed bout a hangover

hunnids and fifties lil reefer just rap about money
what if i was spitting bout titties, my lil brother die bout some titties
or maybe a bunny, im fresh out the tomb like a mummy
you fresh out the womb cuz im fucking yo mummy
x made me crash like a dummy, get to dat kash like im dami
promethazine looking pissy, the glock told him nose now he runny

rock bout a check i'll kill for a band 
just land in japan and flew back wit a tan
if im claiming da goat then im sorry i am
my sniper on timing i bought him a ap
now i call him ap sam i am, cuz he turn they brain to eggs and ham
if i was in creed im not throwing hands
this t-33'll leave shit in his pants

machiavelli

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ion got no type, folks nem come thru swing them pipes
im finna pull dat fuck boy card ima have to show him how we swipe
if he talk out his mouth then his ass got stitched
aye its reef bitch
wanna see what im bout cuz the racks just hit
2 bands on the coat da moncler came quick
rip virgil ion gotta type but i like if she squirtle
vocabulary crazy af im playing wordle
volatile hoes they be physical den verbal
mudslide cup boy da drank dirty myrtle
im just livin life,
n let my momma tell it cracker i aint living right
i dont gotta type i just cant be round losers
u dont gotta type boy get off of da computer
compact nine fucked up with a ruger
old money call my wallet a boomer
came out the womb as a late late bloomer
titties on the chop i guess it came w a tumor
know sum dudes that'll die bout a rumor
you dont got no proof? pack that shit up and move it

wyd bout a check, wyd if i call upon yo hoe to give me neck
wyd rocking vests? we aint aiming fa yo chest
foenem pull up on you knock yo body off den get some rest
put his stomach in a bag, ion gotta pop a tag
not to brag but i copped out saks in a minute and a half

u aint rly on my time ima beast
hop on beats den i feast
you see da mic and wet the sheets

roro stupid im concluding
i dodge cases im elusive
run in yo house im hella intrusive
she'll drop ha panties just turn on the music
backdoored the bitch i done turnt into cupid
break down the pills boy the perky secluded
smoking runtz to the face they gone pay me to do it
im jumping these hurdles keeping me...

rip virgil ion gotta type but i like if she squirtle
vocabulary crazy af im playing wordle
volatile hoes they be physical den verbal
mudslide cup boy da drank dirty myrtle
im just livin life,
n let my momma tell it cracker i aint living right

no type

prod me
i was all yours
i know i fall short
just play for yalls court
ill keep my jaw short

on c64
lockhart

promethazine the cup on piss, i need my cheese i need my swiss
cracker talk shit he a saltine bitch, packed out the zip its a protein spliff
u cut me bad, knife in the back ass bitch im mad
im on my last ima just let that sit, hating me wont get shit done

bitch i been dat cracka, ima hall of fame rapper
"capper" whatever yall lil twitter nerds be about
yall beef bout a bih me and bae gone see it out
hydrocodone in my belly ima pee it out
ya soft den charmin (sherman) you'n wanna beef shit got a peabody
me n bro was on our last in the wee body
throw ya dawg t-bones in the pee potty

hi tech in a brisk, it aint shit to get him out in a click
saturdays keep my head spinning, and sundays were made for bread winning
and i think them mondays was made for bread spending
runways private jet tripping and in some ways i was dead living
till i woke up out that coma with both my legs missing
allat running dont do nun but make yo head distant
and if i told yall wtf i meant, yall would scratch yo heads with it

think its best u keep yo mouth slammed
cuz alotta crackers died thinking they was uncle sam
aye lil bruh u dont run shit fresh strawberry jam
better pack yo buns bitch i told him its sam i am

i was all yours
i know i fall short
just play for yalls court
ill keep my jaw short

promethazine the cup on piss, i need my cheese i need my swiss
cracker talk shit he a saltine bitch, packed out the zip its a protein spliff
u cut me bad, knife in the back ass bitch im mad
im on my last ima just let that sit, hating me wont get shit done

bitch i been dat cracka, ima hall of fame rapper
"capper" whatever yall lil twitter nerds be about
yall beef bout a bih me and bae gone see it out
hydrocodone in my belly ima pee it out
ya soft den charmin (sherman) you'n wanna beef shit got a peabody
me n bro was on our last in the wee body
throw ya dawg t-bones in the pee potty

hating me won't get shit done

gung ho

bankroll inspo
prod me n @prod_pk
ngl i need a desser

lyrics :
aye its the prezi 
hey hey hey
my dumb friend on x he a oxymoron
broke bitch off x she a oxypooron
arp to his neck it'll rip his neurons
aye
ima asshole so all my love be fake
u think u fw reef? well boy yo ass get baked
i fell in love with the tree i smoke a zip everyday
oh yeah he running from me the backdoor get him snaked

cut the act boy its clipped 
you'll get zipped 
me and lil sto crack a seal fuck a fish
85 inch u still onna mini tv watching dish
broke bitch
hot shit we got hollows left
aye im spitting hot shit got the hollows breath
black n white on murakami im apollo's ref
you got a problem w me? its hard 2 swallow death

cuz u gone die from the bottom of my heart cracka
had it good if u was sticking to yo part cracka
bro'll smoke u like a mf dart cracka
labels tryna sign me im in they cart cracka
u wanna live get ya head out ya ass
its illegal
feeding off of me u fetal
im the prezi 4 the people
in the regal smoking ganja in the regal
clutch a deagle 
point blank w a deagle
issa heater
had a 3-way in a 2 seater
its lil reefer
pockets big den a bitch call it blake griffin
maybe peter
ima sleeper pussy wake up
iphone 15? u got a beeper
telling stories
ask about it then u dory
make up ehhh get ya cake up
ima top floor boss pussy i'll spank ya

rocks off roxxon i got energy
i cant let a loser be in my vicinity
sippin drank after drank i got remedies 
i never cough
sippin hennessy to celebrate u'd think i never lost
eh
thats a fact tho
bullets horny why they coming thru yo back door
pull a band out in ones thats a rack hoe
not a scratch off, scratch that fw me u hit the lottery
if i see n dont know u got a 50% chance to bother me
im friend nice
oh he broke than a bitch put him in rice
spent a band on bro kicks thats my twin slice
all these pussies in they feelings thats a kitten fight
3 30's in the drank im scottie pippen right
let it shine cuz i’m the truth
ima dragon in dat booth 
eating ruth chris on the roof it was me and ruth 
ain’t no rules in that jungle it’s just saber tiger tooth’s 
number one play it cool shit on haters number two 
he sold his soul over treasure he a fool
fools gold 
burger king it’s  whoever sayiong who told
chest puffed okay dude bold 
ima do him worse than u know 
got a issue wipe his nose the glock a tissue 
his numbers sinking n shit i’ll rinse u 
she said she dreaming i said come here i’ll pinch u 
u got a friend bae? lemme bring twin too
i got twin thru 
doing me and twin shit 
thats what twin do 
i got twin thru 
doing me and twin shit 
thats what twin do 
that’s my kin been my twin since a  fetus 
he got hit on site bitch cletus
ima dick but not no dick u can’t beat us 
pressure in my lungs o2 hit the g spot 
i’m a g get him left for looking right bitch
pull up to yo door in the middle of the night bitch
got ya head in yo ass thinking ima fight shit
im too pretty for a fight bitch
five seven handle it
vetements coat bitch im cold
call em shane dawson way they wanna fuck with a goat

shane dawson

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throat scratchy i been in the crib smoking backwoods
real catchy she been in the crib throwing back good

heart on cold and the wrist been beaming
neck on froze and ya bitch on semen
cant run this mile you a 
nah i cant

ive been up 
40 days 40 nights
im in love
momma knows im down
i need drugs
i done killed em all
im runnin out of plugs
shit be straight tho

beam on da glock 
i shoot till it stop
fuk up yo spot 
pour up a 4 
dis not roc but i be on roc
i sip it alot
beware fore' yo partner get dropped
the reticle fuk dat boy caught in a dot
intriguing they wonder whats in dat pot
ill speak for a dub
he poor i guess not

these boys committing treason
what they telling for 
huh like whats the reason
spit snot glock 9 w a nose
pussy it'll change ya season
lil reef been the best cracka out 
since i wasnt nun but some semen
tf do you boys be thinking

pouring up remedies
i took his head off
john f kennedy
ya feeling me ya feeling me
communion im the cracker with the juice
talk shit i'll do ya
bust his medulla
tec nine with a coolin kit 
my shooter coola
chop long den a broom like boy get a ruler
r kelly boy you bouta get me pissed off
ap frozen kristoff

and my pockets be fat then rick ross
or taz taylor
my lil brudda caught a body out at baylor
i told her lemme come first like a trailer
i told her lemme motorboat like a sailor
he need a raise? ian hating get ya paper
my lil brudda flip yo block like a skater
they wanna put me to the test not a pacer

i touch racks on top racks yea
whippin dat coco im the first ot genesis

whipping dat coco
hey im in dat 4 door
me and bro bro go loco
pop out the cut i smoke those
3 deep in the car smoking rollo
hes a doubter left him in the rear
my gas louder i cant fuckin hear

treason

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go yknow
woah
woah
brrrrrrrrt

shade room, u hear dat bass? boom
pick up the pace, move
oh im in yo state? u doomed
my twin got a case pending fuck
i hope he dont get reprimanded
and if u hate me i understand it 
anxiety killin me drowning in panic

cullinan panoramic
wrap dat boy up like ceramics
over here on my side boy i been a lil damaged
shit sit down if u cant stand it
demons, skeletons rocking evisu in my closet
beefin wit us u at the bank of life making deposits

i pop wheelies she pop pills
im the prezi i sign bills
my sniper a sharp shooter
got kills on kills on kills on kills
these labels is horny or sum 
got deals on deals on deals on deals
gle 63 came stock
i bought tb some new wheels wheels wheels
they so against it before i rap they'll filibuster
g43 in my hand, get back i pop out n fill a buster

bitch still outside
19x brrat brrrat
make cash appear tada tada
me n lil jah 
arson charges out the ass
boy im way too fye

road rage dont make me mad
crackers in the spot like dude u so rad
im glad
2019 was real bad
step on these boys im they dad
they be ripping my shit the verbatim
im so sick of these pussy i hate em
bro a sadist gon pull up n spank him

shade room, u hear dat bass? boom
pick up the pace, move
oh im in yo state? u doomed
my twin got a case pending fuck
i hope he dont get reprimanded
and if u hate me i understand it 
anxiety killin me drowning in panic

cullinan panoramic
wrap dat boy up like ceramics
over here on my side boy i been a lil damaged
shit sit down if u cant stand it
demons, skeletons rocking evisu in my closet
beefin wit us u at the bank of life making deposits

shade room

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Caponeti x Reef - The Chase Files Complete

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stop lying, 21 savages then 21 dying
21 grown men in a bnb crying
they couldnt've been sober
just did show in la but its over
so ill be back in a minute 
in lead of the shooters bro call me lieutenant
this bitch wanna dance get her some shoes 
she'll groove in it, breaking the rules 
boy u a fool if u move different

fucked up gallbladder had to get tb removed
this hoe trippin came up in the crib w/o no shoes
i took the doors off the wraith just to peekaboo
yellow tape boy i guess twin peekedatchu 

mask on, gloves, gary payton boy im getting to da bucks
underdog in tb feel like turbo, i just dropped 10 bands on slugs
in highschool u was asking for hugs, in highschool they offered me a dub
if u hate me ya prolly on drugs
pussy if u made me why u ride the bus?
i just put some diesel in the tank had to fuel up
im tryna drop bank on a damn franck muller
straight a's, aced if them crackers try to school us 
twin in a tank dat shit big den a school bus

u wanna battle rap me you should try it
u cant afford dat alyx whyd u buy it
i just linked johnny d at the hyatt
had yo hoe in the cockpit im da pilot
we was pushing 300 we had to diet
oh he doa he not surviving
i just hit up eric over da verizon
its been a minute since i havent been thriving

hunnids count that cash alot 
goddam boy i heard u broke
bank account in a jurassic spot
run in yo town wya
kitty gone purr in that scat pack
boa what you heard better scratch dat
wtf gang got innat backpack

stop lying, 21 savages then 21 dying
21 grown men in a bnb crying
they couldnt've been sober
just did show in la but its over
so ill be back in a minute 
in lead of the shooters bro call me lieutenant
this bitch wanna dance get her some shoes 
she'll groove in it, breaking the rules 
boy u a fool if u move different

tryna be different, 20/23 i hope u get the vision
he got his checks cut the boy barely livin
whole squad eating good thanksgiving
on my ass helped me up cant forget it
but he was mad cuz it wasnt no thanks given
u could miss me ian with the bullshittin
cuz i would do the same for u and not be pissy

he was hot cuz his tape wasnt hittin
feel like i hold a newborn way the drake be kicking
holdin on for life obituary already written
i told the boy 100 times i guess ts wasnt clickin
keep a laser beam or sum but the clock keep ticking
feel like no matter wut i do the rat gone keep on snitching
no matter how much i give out the boy gone keep on bitching
even when you close the circle boy the snake keep hissing
so ima pour up akorn go to sleep

hunnids count that cash alot 
goddam boy i heard u broke
bank account in a jurassic spot
run in yo town wya
kitty gone purr in that scat pack
boa what you heard better scratch dat
wtf gang got innat backpack

stop lying, 21 savages then 21 dying
21 grown men in a bnb crying
they couldnt've been sober
just did show in la but its over

that's as far as it goes

reef

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