Lyrics Chit Chat – Reaper

Reaper Lyrics – Chit Chat

Singer: Chit Chat
Title: Reaper

I get it fixed with a fist match, Bring back
Can’t wait for the spot with the 10 rack
Got it stack it high like Big Shaq!
Tic Tac, Tic Tac, Sick track, no slack

My girl go low when she take that
Just sit back, Six pack, relax
Watch the show as it goes plat!
Verse 1:

Reaper never spend a bag on a bill
Put the bag under my head, man
That’s how I chill
Put the bag under the bed

When sh#ts getting real
Never runnin out, got my hands on wheel
When I roll around town, I ain’t flashin’ the bling
But the crown on my head, you call me king

Got dudes at my door
Tryna’ be in this scene
When I was all low, they werе not be seen
I keep it all real, Brand like thе juice

Words like spiel, look like a duce
Man flyin’ of the shelf, jump straight into pockets
I’m runnin’ you’re neck, crib in the locket
I get it fixed with a fist match, Bring back

Can’t wait for the spot with the 10 rack
Got it stack it high like Big Shaq!
Tic Tac, Tic Tac, Sick track, no slack
My girl go low when she take that

Just sit back, Six pack, relax
Watch the show as it goes plat!
Verse 2:
I run it all solo

Suckin’ on polo
Gotta new dress
But swag like cholo
Got my own mess, but never do low blows

It’s never bout’ me, always sotros
I got a lotta b#tches, they got a lotta caps
I never trust snitches, cuz they never got yo back
I play the game okay, but its never going 2 way

When I give you my word, Imma take you the true way
Reaper all smooth, bright like candies
Ain’t no sleuth, but I am in your fancies
Fully invested if I’m fkin with you

Fall in a ditch and I’ll still pull us thru
I get it fixed with a fist match, Bring back
Can’t wait for the spot with the 10 rack
Got it stack it high like Big Shaq!

Bridge:
I’m my own man
From when it began
Gotta short time span

But imma man with a plan
Wasn’t blest enough to roll with a gang
I’m steppin out now,I’ll be back with a clan
You runnin you’re mouth, better go floss it

Wrap it up now,need to go deposit
Waiting for the checks bruh, need a new closet
I get it fixed with a fist match, Bring back
Can’t wait for the spot with the 10 rack

Got it stack it high like Big Shaq!
Tic Tac, Tic Tac, Sick track, no slack
My girl go low when she take that
Just sit back, Six pack, relax

Watch the show as it goes plat!
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