a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

bluesome – grim reaper lyrics

[intro: bluesome]
d#mn

[verse 1: bluesome]
pour me a litre, this beat got me running metres
got hundreds like the centimetres
i am the leader, so they see me nothing like cena
k!ll this beat call me grim reaper
this fever got me so eager
so cold in this b#tch, need a heater
i’m the creator, no igor
airforce on my kicks, i don’t need yuh
b#tch only wearing checks, (wow)
buy this with my checks, cause you know i’m up next, (d#mn)
ride around town cause you got me vexed, (woo)
young bluesome on the track (yuh) so you’re riding with the best
(okay) cooking up these beats so they call me chef
not a snake, but spit the venom on request
not a snake, but ratatouille when addressed, (yuh)
i’m in this sh#t so there’s never a rest

[verse 2: bluesome]
they tryna put me with the rest, (d#mn)
wait ’till i’m up with the best
you know i’m standing the test, (ooh)
i’m the owner y’all the guests
vaccine on the track, can never infest, woo
locked in the booth, house arrest
they be hating why they stressed
pull up to the stu, (stu)
making tunes in the booth, (booth)
if you not f#cking with the crew, (crew)
give it a year or two, (two) d#mn
change up the sound like a tooth, (tooth)
eat the beat like stew, (stew)
hit you with a one, two, (two)
panda, like kung fu

[bridge: bluesome]
if you not f#cking with the crew
give it a year or two, what?
change up the sound like a tooth
eat the beat like stew
hit you with a one, two

[verse 3: jayflex & bluesome]
i might just steal your ho, (wow)
and you are not my bro, (d#mn)
one day i’ll show out a show, (woo)
these all facts (yuh) yea this i know, (okay)
said “this beat on fire”, (yuh, okay)
but i ain’t a liar
i ain’t never lose, ayy
cause i stay in the booth, yuh, (yuh, okay)
they sleep on me, they snooze, ayy
i’ll put you on, that’s truth yea, (yuh, yuh)
they sleep on me, they snooze, ayy
but we can never lose, no
you spare me? pay your dues, yuh, yuh, (d#mn, yuh, okay)

[verse 4: chigod & bluesome]
i’m the top boy, got the bird’s eye
thought your sh#t was good, ’till you heard mine
heard through the grape vine
focus on your sh#t, don’t hate mine, (no)
my diamonds blinding, (yuh) they eliminate eyes, yea, (uh huh)
if you know me, you an og, know the old me
smoking og
rest in peace kobe
beef like kobe
put my wrist on rolex, (yuh,)
d#mn, i parked in her spot, (‘kay)
and she ain’t toll me
give the gang ice, now we all freeze, (d#mn)
i saw your sh#t, it was all fake, (facts)
pull up to your spot, better have all state, (yuh)
and i’m running sh#t in all the mother f#cking states, (okay)
and i’m unstoppable in my current state
b#tch i’m ready to eat, putting the game on my plate

{outro: jayflex & bluesome}
pull up to the booth i let the truth spill, (d#mn)
i stay independent, can’t sign no deal, (yuh)
pull up to the booth i let the truth spill, (truth)
i stay independent, can’t sign no deal, (no deal)

- bluesome lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS