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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Christoph Bauss
Christoph Bauss
Songwriter
Fabian Lang
Fabian Lang
Songwriter
Michael Snell
Michael Snell
Songwriter
Niklas Kleber
Niklas Kleber
Songwriter
Luca Starz
Luca Starz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Niklas Kleber
Niklas Kleber
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Mixing Engineer
Luca Starz
Luca Starz
Producer
Mike Snell
Mike Snell
Producer
Shuko
Shuko
Producer
The Breed
The Breed
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm a reaper, but I'm righteous
I'm a demon when the night hit
I put VV's on my ices
You believe me, I be snipin'
Yeah, reaper, but I'm righteous
[Verse 2]
I beat the block with no high beams opp-drop
Bad bitch, I dropski, load up and squeeze cheese
Bitch, I walk down, don't use beams
Bitch, I pop out like Popeyes and that foreigner be that dirt ride
I'm the landlord in Broward County
I collect shit and drop shit, BSO know they can't stop shit (Know they can't stop shit)
[Verse 3]
Hey Brody, blow off a ****, play me
Bust out with this camp, put a **** on SayCheese
****, I'll never leave my cuz
We ain't comin' in, can't bring the guns up in the club
And **** know wassup, they get killed tryna mug
We just bought a drake with .308's up in the drum
**** be actin' like killers, that shit be killin' me
My bitches suit up and get engaged, yeah, that my mini-me
I don't sell no drugs, but I'm tied in, can get them P's for cheap
Paid exotic, 80, a 3.5, ain't no more 10 a G
[Verse 4]
Tied
I know the real devil
I'm pullin' up on **** like Bobo, I'm a real stepper
Around me real killers, real hitters, pull up hittin' shit
Drop the skis, swing this rental, right here, hop out, swing the stick
I'm militant and a **** playin' with my talk, I get him spent
I ain't never ducked and I ain't scared of nothin'
But I'm bulletproof like 50 Cent
I'm a real vulture tied, they already know how I be flyin'
My lil' boo in PSU, got shooters ridin' in Perrine
[Verse 5]
Snipers on the roof, ridin' with a top stick
Hit his block with a mop, let that chop spit
Came through swangin', well hangin' with 100 rounds
Double M, SG, that's a man down
Wiz and Yak in a splite, that's a kill confirmed
Bounce out, chase his ass, bet them bullets burn
Bounce out, chase his ass, leave 'em on the curb
A bitch die every time that gang fuckin' swerve
[Verse 6]
I'm a reaper, but I'm righteous
I'm a demon when the night hit
I put VV's on my ices
[Verse 7]
I got murder on my mind, but I ain't Melly
Snipers on my side, who ain't tellin'
Nightmare in my blood bitch, they know I'm all "Who ready?"
I eat faces, fight cases
Blowin' little bread, droppin' bodies on the daily
**** in my city, bitch, they know I'm speakin' facts
Biggest plug in my city, told that **** give me that
I'm a monster in these streets, I'm from Dania
Dangerous ass **** in America, whole city
ESE bitch, they know lil' Syko special
I get done with that stick, that bitch go dum durum dum
I was lurkin' in a hooptie, that bitch go rum rum rum
Point a **** out in your city, bitch, they know lil' Syko dumb (Uh)
Written by: Bill K. Kapri
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