grim reaper Lyrics

(And I will rise again)

Steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

Steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

I'm steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

How many racks I can stuff in my Empyre jeans, bout 20 (20)

How many racks I can stuff in my Empyre jeans, bout 50 (50)

How many racks I can stuff in my Empyre jeans, two hunnid (two hunnid)

How many racks I can stuff in my Empyre jeans, I count money

And I can't cap bitch

I got that bad bitch, she sit in my lap, man

I could take your bitch but I don't wanna keep her (I don't wan' keep her, hell nah)

I'm still steppin' out like the grim reaper (all black shit, all black)

New Rock kicks, all that

Got rerock, tris, all that

Might go out to Paris, France

Might go out to Paris, France

I made yo' bitch laugh, I made yo' clique mad

It's xenia forestgng, tote a big mag

I'm like the big bad wolf but rockin' New Rock kicks

I got a real bad bitch, she tryna suck my dick

I'm tryna just feel something, feel something

I'm tryna just feel something, feel something

I'm tryna just feel something, feel something

I'm tryna just feel something (I can't feel sum)

Might pop a lil pill or sum (pop a lil pill)

Might have a lil threesome (threesome)

Steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

Steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

Steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

Steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

Steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

Steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

Steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

I'm steppin' out with these racks in my pocket

How many racks I can stuff in my Empyre jeans, bout 20 (20)

How many racks I can stuff in my Empyre jeans, bout 50 (50)

How many racks I can stuff in my Empyre jeans, two hunnid (two hunnid)

How many racks I can stuff in my Empyre jeans, I count money

And I can't cap bitch

I got that bad bitch, she sit in my lap, man

(I don't wan' keep her, hell nah)

(All black shit, all black)