Lil Reese lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
And I'm on live right now, yeah
Real Rx, yeah

[Verse]
Walk in this b*tch, chains on my neck
Put the Glock down and break a n*gga neck
b*tch think I care that her ass fat
b*tch, I only came for the neck
I'll send baby cuz at a n*gga neck
Grab your throat, twist your neck
b*tch say I look better than Keith Sweat
I'm off the boot, I'm starting to sweat
I drive my Audi like a jet
She say everything I say get her wet
Your block dry, I get it wet
White 1s on, b*tch, watch where you step
More tats on my face than Haitian Donnie
.556 in the stick bеside me
Walk in that b*tch like woah Kеmosabe
When I'm in the Audi, I'm Ricky Bobby
Free Kodak and my n*gga Bobby
These rapping-ass n*ggas ain't got a body
Let alone never shot at nobody
I wake up like the real Treyway Shotti
Run down on you and get on your body
You don't know my body, I'm going out my body
All my jewelry on, who wanna rob me?
When I'm in Spanish Harlem, I'm Spanish Papi
In the corner store cooling with the ockies
Walk in this b*tch like TrapRixhDoughy
He a Blood but what's popping, crodie?
Everywhere I go I got it on me
Brought a brand new stick with a beam
.556 break a b*tch knees
Broke-ass n*gga wanna talk 'bout me
Better go prove they name in the streets
Before they put R.I.P. in your name in the streets
You a frail-ass n*gga like Lil Reese
I will do that n*gga sh*tty like Lil Reese
b*tch, can't kill Pap, I'm Lil Reese
n*gga, try me, I ain't going like Lil Reese
I will shoot the sh*t out of a n*gga niece
I ain't gotta pay cuz, he gon' shoot for free
I'm in the Audi driving like I'm in Need for Speed
Where the f*ck is my lighter for the weed?
This sh*t got me higher than Jesus can see
I walk in this b*tch like Jet Li
If you ain't real DrugRixh, don't speak to me
Drop the addy and we can meet
I feel like Keezah in the Jeep
Body bags and white sheets
A n*gga think he gon' get over on me
I knew he was cap, his favorite rapper Jeezy
You know damn well I don't bump Jeezy
I make this dope boy sh*t look easy
Cook a 31 with some Fiji
Turn the cold water on, scrap the beaker
You don't know how to cook, I can't teach ya
f*ck I look like talking with a preacher
Or talking to some people in the precinct
I will break a pus*y n*gga neck
Kill that n*gga and send him to Jesus
I get love on the block like Lil Reese
Smoke all my opps like Lil Reese
These n*ggas move like Sheff G
I walk in this b*tch with the stick on me
AR skinny like Lil Reese
Ride with the Drac' on the front seat
They see Pap, they know what it is
Micro Drac', not that big
You think you looking cool in your whip
Up the Drac' and give you views from the 6
Papi in love with .556s
Drac' went off and hit 5-5-6 b*tches
Reload it and hit 5-5-6 n*ggas
Chains on my neck sound like Merry Christmas
Walk in this b*tch like Tommy Ipkiss
Drac' made him look like he tryna kickflip
Jump in my Audi and dogged his b*tch
I walk in this b*tch feeling like The Rock
Glock to your eyebrow, you look like The Rock
Papi at the pot cooking the rock
Glock 17 look like a Xbox
Hollows in it, it'll go through the rock
I was 14, hit my first spot
Broke the side window with a rock
Auntie fresh from off the clock
Finna spend a check on a rock
I never thought I'd get that much money from rocks
I walk in this b*tch, leave a b*tch in shock
Broke b*tch talking 'bout her car in the shop
My car ain't in the shop, I car shop
I'm with my white lick, he tryna barhop