stl reaper

By predayed

Released on January 17, 2026

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[Intro]

Yah, yah


[Verse 1]

You know its my V, can tell by how it pop

Chest plate, full on armor, feel like I'm Stark

Comin' straight from the low, and I don't wanna stop

I drink when I rock, and drugs when imma stop

I empty the clip, y'all see they body drop?

I'm duckin' the hoes and I'm duckin' the cops

Don't let nobody in, 'cause I know they a fed

Like brotha, we kiddin', ain't know you a threat

I aim for the body, I aim for the head

Was I missin' my shot 40 times?

I'd be dead


[Verse 2]

I drinkin' my mug, gotta mix it with Sprite

I walk with a limp when I'm holding my pipe

I stay with a gun so I don't needa fight

If we catch you, a poser, we gon' mug you on sight

That boy is a pedo, we walkin' 'em down

Glock with a silencer, it don't make a sound

You gettin' kicked out if you stand in my town

Sendin' thesе shots, yea, they bettеr turn you around

Ay, fuckin' ya ho, 'cause she been gone around

If I'm missin' my shots, put a bomb in his house

Won't shut the fuck up, put a hose in his mouth

Man quit all that talkin', I'm out now


[Verse 1]

You know its my V, can tell by how it pop

Chest plate, full on armor, feel like I'm Stark

Comin' straight from the low, and I don't wanna stop

I drink when I rock, and drugs when imma stop

I empty the clip, y'all see they body drop?

I'm duckin' the hoes and I'm duckin' the cops


[Verse 3]

I'm holdin' him hosky, beat in the back

I'm waitin'

Oh, you surprise, and got wrapped

Got 'em talkin' on [?] so I'm callin' my mat

My brotha gon' point this hotel on the map


[Verse 4]

My skin kinda white, didn't think that I rap

Glock got extendo, I'll put you [?]

Put arc in the Scat, when he pull off, he gone

My brother gon' shoot you, he steppin' on zone

I'm wearin' all black, like it's battle the bum (Note: fuck this line)

My brother gon' call you, you should pick up the phone

I'm straight from the Louis, can't handle my tone

I'm straight from the demon, brodie get gone

Tell shawty, won't pull up, kick in the door

Takin' the line, gotta put you on hold


[Verse 5]

I'm takin' his life, 'coulda thought that a joke

He get put on the mic, [?], he gon' choke

Everybody come get it, 'cause I'm out of control

I'm feelin' lil faded, got my dick in yo' throat

Can't see shit, got hand in my face

I'm not insecure, but I'm hidin' my face

I'm hidin' my face, 'cause I won't get the case

I'm makin' him slip, gon' send him to space

I'm high of the butter n' sippin' on drank

Bitch in the back, she buttered my steak

Yo' boy is a pet, I think he made a mistake

Glock with a switch, [?]

His booty slim thick, he gonna get raped (Note: what was predayed smoking when making this?)

I'm feelin' like Bat, gon' bring me a cape

Bring an arc [?]


[Verse 3]

I'm holdin' him hosky, beat in the back

I'm waitin'

Oh, you surprise, and got wrapped

Got 'em talkin' on [?] so I'm callin' my mat

My brotha gon' point this hotel on the map


[Verse 4]

My skin kinda white, didn't think that I rap

Glock got extendo, I'll put you [?]

Put arc in the Scat, when he pull off, he gone

My brother gon' shoot you, he steppin' on zone

I'm wearin' all black, like it's battle the bum (Note: fuck this line)

My brother gon' call you, you should pick up the phone

I'm straight from the Louis, can't handle my tone

I'm straight from the demon, brodie get gone

Tell shawty, won't pull up, kick in the door

Takin' the line, gotta put you on hold