DISCLAIMER! Lyrics – 27REEVES

DISCLAIMER! Lyrics by 27REEVES

I get my money up, you get yo’ funny up
You will never be a mof#ckin’ beast
You hearing that tag, yeah you know that it’s Reeves
I’m trying to make all of y’all rest in peace

Stop it right there b#tch you got a disease
Stop-stop-stop it right there, b#tch, go back to the streets
Yeah we got all our masks with the Glocks in the back
Yeah we smokin on all of the trees

They hitting me up, they asking me up
They wonder how much for a feat, yuh
If that’s what you wanna know it’s 40 on the low
Gonna go up like yo’ fee (yuh)

And that sh#t will not ever bе free, unless you a part of DHC
Or me and you talk it out and that’s g
I’m gonna go roll up some green (yah!)
Who arе you foolin, ayy?

You wanna talk sh#t then let’s do it, ayy
I’m sick and I prolly got Covid
But I gotta get on the track and get fuelin’, ayy
The gas be so high ’cause they burning that sh#t

While they sit and listen to my music, ayy
And if you do not like how I’m moving, ayy
Then step to the side I’ll get through ya, ayy
Sh-sh-shut the city down four shows in a row

Tired of animals acting like hoes
Tired of people not checking their phone
But that’s okay, I do this sh#t on my own
Ridin’ up with yo’ b#tch, riding slow

Had a dream that I f#cked on his hoe
Maybe one day I’mma get her to go
Maybe one day I’mma get on the road
Summer touring just sounds like the move

But I don’t know if that’s what I wanna do
Gotta think about it, it’s a big move
But I ain’t saying nothin’, it could be boof
NSA, that’s the tape not the agency

Yo’ sh#t #ss, bruh you got hella latency
DHC, that’s my creed, ain’t no recipe
If you ain’t on the wave, don’t even text with me
I get my money up, you get yo’ funny up

You will never be a mof#ckin’ beast
You hearing that tag, yeah you know that it’s Reeves
I’m trying to make all of y’all rest in peace
Stop it right there b#tch you got a disease

Stop-stop-stop it right there, b#tch, go back to the streets
Yeah we got all our masks with the Glocks in the back
Yeah we smokin on all of the trees
They hitting me up, they asking me up

They wonder how much for a feat, yuh
If that’s what you wanna know it’s 40 on the low
Gonna go up like yo’ fee (yuh)
And that sh#t will not ever be free, unless you a part of DHC

Or me and you talk it out and that’s g
I’m gonna go roll up some green
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27REEVES Lyrics – DISCLAIMER!

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DISCLAIMER!