REEK lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Yah
(Rok on the track, yah)
Yah
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

[Chorus]
I keep a stick tucked in my bedsheets
Don't hit my DMs, I don't want a feat
I bring that ho in come, in suck to me
I'm smokin' that gas and that sh*t reek
Reek, reek
I'm killin' these hoes like the reaper
I'm 'bout to blow up like a creeper
Yo' b*tch slidin' up, yea, I peeped her

[Post-Chorus]
b*tches on me
Fifties on me
I've been training these hoes like Call of Duty zombies
S-R studio Sterling on my body
I made my own swag, now they tryna copy me

[Verse]
Money coming, yuh
sh*t so lovely, yuh
Hoes wanna f*ck me 'cause I'm counting hunnids
I've been runnin' it up, I've been stuntin' yuh
That boy bluffin', he not gon' do nothin'
Feel so special, I dеserve a medal, yuh
I'm a popstar, I'm so influеntial, yuh
Look at Brennan Jones, he got some potential, yuh
Got a army, I got a whole vessel
[Chorus]
I keep a stick tucked in my bedsheets
Don't hit my DMs, I don't want a feat
I bring that ho in come, in suck to me
I'm smokin' that gas and that sh*t reek
Reek, reek
I'm killin' these hoes like the reaper
I'm 'bout to blow up like a creeper
Yo' b*tch slidin' up, yea, I peeped her

[Post-Chorus]
b*tches on me
Fifties on me
I've been training these hoes like Call of Duty zombies
S-R studio Sterling on my body
I made my own swag now they tryna copy me