Lush

You better

You better just

Better just, better just

Better just, better just

Better just, better just

Uh

Just know you gotta, gotta, gotta

Uh

Gotta just follow that path that chose you

You better just follow that path that chose you

You gotta just follow that path

That chose

Better just follow that path that chose

That chose

That chose

It's Reaper Mook ****

Really I'm the pro

So much I need to go right

Thats why I still ain't robbed you

I need some good karma

Cause in the past ain't no past

**** I'ma harm you

I press slugs on **** I know that I alarm you

I play with firearm since my nuts has peach fuzz

Gotta be tough growing up in the beach cuz

I swear this shit get old like a rerun

Moving a truck full of junk like ... son

But my day ones switched all I had was my guns

Everyday for years exotic in my lungs

Outta town trips got me lush with funds

Why these dumb **** still fighting for crumbs

You better

You better think about it

You better choose the path that chose you

Don't fuck around, Reaper Mook