Released on February 20, 2019

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[Intro: Shyne]

Yeah

Shyne

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uhh, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uhh, yeah


[Pre-Chorus: Shyne]

You can't see my soul, bitch I'm the reaper

Cutting down these hoes, every time I'm getting deeper

Think I fell in love, but I cannot seem to reach her

Every time I pull up, they won't teach, like a teacher (Teach me baby)


[Chorus: Shyne]

She keeps screaming for the reaper, yeah

She keeps saying that I need yuh, yeah

She keeps screaming for the reaper


[Verse 1: Shyne]

Running it down, running it down

She wanna fuck, baby, I'm down

She out of state, not from this town

Back on the eighth, I'm piping her down (Yuh)

She wanna play, she wanna play

Yeah, not today, I'm not a clown

Eat on my plate, yeah, it's a date (Yeah, yeah)

Baby girl, what is for dinner today? (Yeah, yeah)

You wanna ride? My ride or die

I'ma go get it, I'll prophesize

Tell me that you see the future in me

We gonna ride like Bonnie and Clyde

Shooting 'em down, we gunning 'em down

We loading the choppers, we bussin' 'em down

Don't say a word, we hit 'em with splurge

We running the city, we don't make a sound (No sound, baby)


[Pre-Chorus: Shyne]

You can't see my soul, bitch I'm the reaper

Cutting down these hoes, every time I'm getting deeper

Think I fell in love, but I cannot seem to reach her

Every time I pull up

They won't teach, like a teacher (Teach me, teach me)


[Chorus: Shyne]

She keeps screaming for the reaper, yeah

She keeps saying that I need yuh, yeah

She keeps screaming for the reaper


[Verse 2: Deuce]

To tell you the truth, I'ma side G

I fell in love with a baddie

She teaching, she keeping it classy

She looking for someone just like me

Someone to hold her down like gravity

She knows it all, got the answer key

Lock on my heart, but she found the key

Lost when you not standing next to me, yeah (Uh)

Moving at the speed of light, nobody catching me

Mona Lisa, you a masterpiece

Teaching me all of the finer things (Woo)

In exchange, I get you diamond rings

We dripped in designer (Dripped)

Let's get lost, girl

Can't nobody find us


[Outro: Shyne]

You can't see my soul, bitch I'm the reaper

Cutting down these hoes, every time I'm getting deeper

Think I fell in love, but I cannot seem to reach her

Every time I pull up, they won't teach, like a teacher